The Rage - Jolene Lyrics
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Jolene
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What Are The Lyrics For Jolene By The Rage?
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene
I'm begging of you please don't take my man Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene Please don't take him even though you can Your beauty is beyond compare With flaming locks of auburn hair With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green Your smile is like a breath of spring Your voice is soft like summer rain And I cannot compete with you, Jolene He talks about you in his sleep There's nothing I can do to keep From crying when he calls your name, Jolene Now I can easily understand How you could easily take my man But you don't know what he means to me, Jolene Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene I'm begging of you please don't take my man Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene Please don't take him even though you can You could have your choice of men But I could never love again He's the only one for me, Jolene I had to have this talk with you My happiness depends on you And whatever you decide to do, Jolene Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene I'm begging of you please don't take my man Jolene, jolene, jolene, jolene Please don't take him even though you can Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene I'm begging of you please don't take my man Jolene, jolene, jolene, jolene Please don't take him even though you can Please don't take him just because you can |
Who Wrote Jolene By The Rage?
Dolly Parton
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What's The Duration Of The Jolene By The Rage?The duration of Jolene is 2:35 minutes and seconds. |
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