Bill Anderson Not Really Living at all Letras:
What is my reason for going on living when I'm not
really living at all I come home in the evening
there's no laughter there to fill the air A cool
lonely room to meet me nobody here to greed me
where has our love gone And then my thoughts begin
to stray back to a happy yesterday When love was
here beside me your love was here to guide me
where did I go wrong What is my reason for going
on living when I'm not really living at all I
reach down for the paper and I see a toy our
little boy Left layin' there it haunts me I wonder
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if he ever wants me to play his little games I
guess I never took the time to fix a hurt or make
a rhyme Or carry him on my shoulder will he
forgive me when he's older Or will he remember my
name What is my reason for going on living when
I'm not really living at all I found a puppy down
the street with big sad eyes and muddy feet
There's nobody here to claim him no wonder round
here to name him Or take him for a walk I keep him
here for company and he looks up so sad at me Each
time he sees me crying he knows inside I'm dying
if only he could talk What is my reason for going
on living when I'm not really living at all What
is my reason for going on living when I'm not
really living at all
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