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i met her on a sunday morn, she was all dressed in white, whispering like a summers night, i fell easy for her honest little smile, oh sweet victoria, couldn't shake her out of my mind, she fell in love with my sad eyes, we got married well before our time, but oh how our love did grow, oh how our love did grow, never was a wealthy man, i worked my fingers down to the bone, bought a house on the edge of town, one room with a little wood stove, oh sweet victoria, i don't think she ever complained, she turned that small room into a home, the winter howled but we kept each other warm, and oh how our love did grow, oh how our love did grow, the winter ran long into the spring, and took its toll on everything, my mind was a darkened hall, and poor victoria it wasn't her fault, i started drinking in double time, trying to sooth my troubled mind, she got quiet, victoria, so defeated by a stranger in me, and oh how my faults did show, oh how my faults did show

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Artist: andy shauf