19 lyrics for "We'll get through it"

And I don't even know if we'll make it through today Take another step, take another breath And I don't know if I'll make it home again Na na na na So send me home, I have lost my way We'll get lost on time that's stolen I fill my lungs with deepest
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No use old girl You may as well surrender Your hopes are getting slender Why won't somebody send a tender blue boy To cheer up little girl blue Sit there and count your fingers What can you do Old girl you're through Just sit there and count your little
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Whole world living in the darkest hour Time you know you can't get it back Today I am courage at the track I asked my neighbor what time is it What's a man anyhow If not alone collecting facts Well I am loved through sickness It's so peaceful here No one
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As long as we're out there Somewhere where we can go Get away from it all, get lost And god only knows where we'll go And hell I don't care As long as we're out there, yeah PFG's coming cross the creek Z71, headlights shinin through the trees The boys
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Well, I know I should be moving on But I feel like I'm already gone Now if somebody'd hold me, save me from This broken record that's playing in my heart You know it's alright, I'm praying for the sunshine To get me through the hard times, to get me
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I will not vanish and you will not scare me Try to get through it, try to bounce to it All the while thinking I might as well do it They be lovin' someone and I'm not that stupid Take the next ticket to take the next train Why would I do it? And you
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(He's calling) Well he sits up there on his leatherette Looks through pictures of the ones That he hasn't had yet When he thinks he wants a closer look He gets out his little black telephone book Come sit down here beside me honey Let's have a little
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Stack it up like cinnamon, we'll get it real fast Pick it up, pack it up, put it in a bag Until there's nothing left of you Until there's nothing left for you If you work all day you keep the rhythm through the night If you work all night you keep the
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But I'm the only ghost walkin' through the hallways The pain gets so much clearer When the one to blame is standing in the mirror This fool, this life Lit a match and set his life on fire Yeah, she tasted like home Oh well, home ain't what I'm callin' I
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