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Lyrics for 'Cold Shoulder' by 'Garth Brooks'
There's A Fire Burning Bright
At Our House Tonight
Slow Music Playing
And Soft Candlelight
On Her Lips I Keep Tasting
The Warm Red Wine
I'm There In Her Arms
But It's All In My Mind.
(chorus)
The Snow Is Piled High On The Highway Tonight
I'm A Ship Lost At Sea On This Ocean Of White
Eighteen Wheels Anchored Somewhere Out Of Dover
I Wish I Could Hold Her
Instead Of Huggin' This Old Cold Shoulder.
This Old Highway
Is Like A Woman Sometimes
She Can Be Your Best Friend
But She's The Real Jealous Kind
She's The Lady That Leads Me
To The Life I Dream Of
She's The Mistress That Keeps Me
From The Ones That I Love
*chorus*
God, I Wish I Could Hold Her
Instead Of Huggin' This Old Cold Shoulder
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