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Texty: Jamey Johnson. The Guitar Song. Cover Your Eyes.


I'm sorry a phone call
Is the best I could do at this time
Your busy
But this on again off again
Is start'n to mess with my mind
So baby

Cover your eyes
It can't hurt forever
Soon I wont ever cross your mind
Cover your eyes
It don't see me going
There's no way of knowing
When it's time to cry
Cover your eyes

Darl'n if you wake up tomorrow
And everything seems different
If I only exists as a name
On your telephone screen
Well hey listen

Cover your eyes
It can't hurt forever
Soon I wont ever cross your mind
Cover your eyes
It don't see me going
There's no way of knowing
When it's time to cry
Cover your eyes

Cover your eyes
It can't hurt forever
Soon I wont ever cross your mind
Cover your eyes
It don't see me going
There's no way of knowing
When it's time to cry
Cover your eyes
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