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I have lived in this life
So fulfilling
I've had my share
Of my loss and my giving
And all I want from my own
Is to hear your simple voice

Will you call me more often?
Will you soften the heartache?
Your mother's gone
I'm all that's left
So please pick up the phone

When I'm gone
Sit with me by the water
And don't you cry
I'll be with her forever
But for today
While I'm young and gray
Just please pick up the phone

Will you call me more often?
Will you soften the heartache?
Your mother's gone
I'm all that's left
So please pick up the phone

I know you're grieving
My sweet sunshine
Don't think of leaving me tonight
I see the low-tide
And her lighthouse in your eyes
If it's alright
I'll wait for my bride

What day did y'all get married?
What day did we get married?
October the third
But your grandmother could get
Anything she wanted

Will you call me more often?
Will you soften the heartache?
Your mother's gone
I'm all that's left
So please pick up the phone
I seem withdrawn
I'm just content
With all the I have sown



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