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When Lonesome Meets Companion

I once was scared of being afraid but fear, it doesn't frighten anymore
for I've learned that the most frightening things are the only things really worth fighting for
Darling, you scared the living breath from me the moment that you walked in through the door
But I've learned that the most frightening things are the only thing really worth fighting for

I'll leave behind these haunts of mine to share your side and roam where're you roam
Tennessee's been good to me, but nothing's ever grown to be my home
Through Caroline and Georgia pines, in darkened forests hundreds of years grown
I'll leave behind these haunts of mine to share your side and roam where're you roam 

In the dark nights of December, where the winter lights freeze and the nights grow cold
and your breath fogs up the window, I will write - so you'll remember - that I love you so
I'll strum, quietly singing, while you sit with something, reading by the fire's glow
For I once was scared of holding you, now I'm afraid, oh, of letting go

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