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Clear blue water, your blue eyes
Guadalupe river, caught you by surprise
When I dared you, but I jumped first
The way you called me honey, that's how I got the nerve
And I hear you call me honey and it still hurts

Ooh I lost my fear
I lost it all this year
In a split second it disappears
And whatever I'm made of is all that's left here

Late November, I been rolling on
Landed back in Louisiana and you're long gone
All my big plans on the ground now
Stripped off and left for dead
Like a trail of T-shirts on the way to our hotel bed

Ooh I lost my fear
I lost it all this year
In a split second it disappears
And whatever I'm made of is all that's left here

I lost my fear
I lost it all this year
In a split second it disappears
And whatever I'm made of is all that's left here

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