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The Last - Ron Pope
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The Last Ron Pope

The Last - Ron Pope
[Chorus]
I was not the first to love her
And I will not be the last
She was slipping through my fingers
Just like water through my grasp
I can't say that I won't miss her
But I swear I understand
I was not the first to love her
And I will not be the last

[Verse 1]
My train of thought
It left the station
Without a clear destination
So when it came
Off the track
I was not surprised

[Bridge]
I'm always a sucker for a bad deal...
And some green eyes

[Chorus]
But I was not the first to love her
And I will not be the last
She was slipping through my fingers
Just like water through my grasp
I can't say that I won't miss her
But I swear I understand
I was not the first to love her
And I will not be the last
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