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All men have secrets and here is mine So let it be known...We have been through hell and high tideI can sure rely on youAnd yet you start to recoil Heavy words are so lightly thrown But still I'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you So, what difference does it make? So, what difference does it make? It makes none...But now you have gone And you must be looking very old tonight And I'm still fond of youI'm still fond of youThe devil will find work for idle hands to do I stole and I lied, and why? Because you asked me to But now you make me feel so ashamed...Because I've only got two hands Well, I'm still fond of youSo, what difference does it make ? Oh, what difference does it make ? It makes none Letras de cancionesBut now you have gone And your prejudice won't keep you warm tonight Well, I'm still fond of youAnd I'm still fond of youOh, the devil will find work for idle hands to do I stole, and then I lied Just because you asked me to But now you know the truth about me You won't see me anymore Well, I'm still fond of youBut no more apologies No more apologies... I'm too tired, I'm so very tired And I'm feeling very sick and ill today But I'm still fond of youI'm still fond of you... From Letras Mania