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• Artiste: Travis Tritt
• Titre: If Hell Had A Jukebox
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You left me for a dream you had to follow But I thought goodbye wouldn't last that long You'd go off chasin' rainbows till you realized I loved you And then run back to my arms where you belong But months have passed, I guess I was mistakem And love was something I thought I knew well But when you called me on the phone, asking when you'd come back home You simply told me I could go to Hell Well, honey, if Hell had a jukebox And the Devil kept it full of hurtin' songs You could find me there this evening With the broken hearted grieving Prayin' like hell you would come back home I've looked at all the pictures from our good times And tried to figure out where we went wrong And I've dropped a million quarters down the jukebox 'Cause I'm still haunted by what used to be our song I wish this mental torture would release me Lord, I've give all I had for what it's worth I don't see how the fires below, where you wanted me to go Could be worse than Hell I'm living here on Earth And honey, if Hell had a jukebox And the Devil kept it full of hurtin' songs You could find me there this evening With the broken hearted grieving Prayin' like hell you would come back home Yes, you could find me there this evening With the broken hearted grieving Prayin' like hell you would come back home