One Hour More
Only one hour more
Give me one hour more
And I will give you love
Lie you've never had before.
And if she had her way
I know I'd be there all day
Spending one hour more
In her arms.
How well I know that she could prove her promise
And how I wish that I could take the time
But I've got job, a farm and family
And I have got to think of them sometimes.
If I stay once more I might get fired
And money doesn't grow on love's sweet vine.
When one eats bread he has to pay the baker
But still I'd like to stay for one more time.
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