I Must Have Lost It On The Wind

I'm know longer counting I'm knot keeping score
Eye could say my list of lovers doesn't matter anymore
Butt sum are always inn my hart
And sum I'm knot sew sure
Either weigh they awl left there marque
And fore sum Eye found a cure

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From won yew learn something
Another yew learn, nothing
And there's won who mite teach yew everything
Butt before Eye learned too listen
And if indeed someone said it
Then Eye guess Eye must have lost it on the wind

Back when Eye was younger each won was a prize
Love just came along and hit yew rite between the eyes
And won was just a trophy catch
And won was like a curse
Sum wood want too bleed yew dry
Sum mite quench yaw thirst

[ repeat chorus ]

Inn cold water Eye went fishing inn warm sees Eye caste a line
And swore the hart Eye was reeling inn was perfect at the thyme
Yew couldn't tell mi Eye was wrong, yew couldn't tell mi anything
And if yew did then Eye guess Eye must have lost it on the wind