Buddy Miller Love Match written by Paul KennerleyThe crowd had gathered
They heard the word that pretty soon I’d be losing her
They stood in line just to see
The work that she would make of me
They held their breath whispered low
Waiting for that final blow
They called her name she was picked to win
As we walked out into the ring
In the first round she broke my heart
In the second round she tore it apart
In the third round I was on the ropes
In the forth round I didn’t have a hope
The thing she said in the final bout
Laid me low really knocked me out
She waved to the crowd without a scratch
The heartache champion of this love match
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They called for blood and wanted more
They picked me up off of the floor
My head was spinning
I staggered round
I couldn’t stand for falling down
The lights were dimmed I heard them say
You can’t make it anyway
I was game I climbed back in
I tried to win her back again
In the first round she hurt me bad
In the second round I couldn’t handle that
In the third round I almost died
In the forth round I saw that look in her eyes
I knew right then how it would be
She turned and walked away from me
I shouted fair and square there ain’t no catch
She’s the heartache champion of the love match
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SOLO
They held their breath whispered low
Waiting for that final blow
The lights were dimmed I hear them say
You can’t make it anyway
In the first round she broke my heart
In the second round she tore it apart
In the third round I was on the ropes
In the forth round I didn’t have a hope
I knew right then how it would be
She turned and walked away from me
I shouted fair and sqaure there ain’t no catch
She’s the heartache champion of the love match
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>From Buddy Miller “Cruel Moon”
Hightone Records 1999
Irving Music/Little March Music(BMI)
Buddy Miller vocals/guitar
Byron House bass
John Gardner drums
Tammy Rogers fiddle
Steve Earle vocals
