The 77s
Cold Cold Night (Rehearsal)
[Chorus]
Cold, cold night
Cold, cold night, all right
Why'd you have to leave me?
[Verse 1]
A man has his pride
He can swallow it right up
For a moment of your tender touch
Or a lifetime of your love
A man has his principles, baby
And his honor to defend
I'll love you more than principle
On that you can depend
Go on and leave me
Cold, cold night
I keep that love fire burning
Decide to put it right
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