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I was once a broken man I was once a broken fool Lost my wife and children To one basic broken rule Now I live my life in silence Though I'm not quite in a shell I drink and listen to that song - "A Whiter Shade of Pale," Oh, A Whiter Shade of Pale I was a good shade-tree mechanic So I sent myself to school They smoothed out my rough edges In my hand they put new tools The instructor once he told me I could work on any line I could tune to make A diesel sing... Just like Patsy Cline, Oh, Just Like Patsy Cline. Well I met my wife to be Through my mother's best friend's son She'd been a barroom singer She was as good as anyone Well I asked her to stop singing And the girl she did not flinch Next day she went and bought that man A brand new crescent wrench, Oh, A brand new crescent wrench. We had three fine children As eight years went on by And earned a supervising line My knuckles stayed bone-dry But after supper I kept hearing her By the kitchen radio Singing sweet, but desperate harmony A little bit too low, Oh, A little bit too low. She left three months later I'd just come home for lunch Note said "Easy come, hard go. "I still love you so much." She said I don't know if I'll be there Or if you'll want me when I come But if and when that happens, dear, You'd better let my sweet dream run, Oh, Let my sweet dream run. I was a good shade-tree mechanic So I sent myself to school They smoothed out my rough edges In my hand they put new tools The instructor once he told me I could work on any line But now my diesels aint the only thing That sing like Patsy Cline, Oh, Sing like Patsy Cline. I was once a broken man I was once a broken fool Lost my wife and children To one basic broken rule Now I live my life in silence Though I'm not quite in a shell I drink and listen to that song - "A Whiter Shade of Pale," Oh, A Whiter Shade of Pale Oh, A Whiter Shade of Pale Oh, A Whiter Shade of Pale. Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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