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I love Jim Croce!
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One Less Set Of Footsteps
We been runnin away from
Somethin we both know
Weve long run out of things to say
And I think I better go
So dont be getting excited
Oh when you hear that slammin door
Cause therell be one less set of footsteps
On your floor in the mornin
And weve been hidin from somethin
That should have never gone this far
But after all its what weve done
That makes us what we are
And you been talkin in silence
But if its silence you adore
Therell be one less set of footsteps
On your floor in the mornin
Well baby one less set of footsteps on your floor
One less man to walk in
One less pair of jeans on your door
One less voice a-talkin
But tomorrows a dream away
Today has turned to dust
Your silver tongue has turned to clay
And your golden rule to rust
If thats the way that you want it
Oh thats the way I want it more
Well theyll be one less set of footsteps
On your floor in the mornin
Well therell be one less set of footsteps on your floor
One less man to walk in
One less pair of jeans on your door
One less voice a-talkin
But tomorrows a dream away
And today has turned to dust
Your silver tongue has turned to clay
And your golden rule to rust
If thats the way that you want it
Oh thats the way I want it more
Cause baby one less set of footsteps
On your floor in the mornin
Oh baby one less set of footsteps
On your floor in the mornin
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