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(Walt Wilkins/Billy Montana) As we speak my sister's packing up the speakers on her stereo She's out the door on the man she'd love forever a couple years ago He's a standup guy so I don't know why she would ever leave him I guess we've all got our reasons There's a guy we got loading trailers on the dock Must be out of his mind He's got a couple of degrees from some university, he's way over qualified We all wonder what is is about this work the genius finds so pleasin' I guess we've all got our reasons There's history and mystery hidden beneath our skin It's all a part of who we are and the life we live If I ever get to heaven and I got one question Hope the Good Lord ain't offended Gave me a world of pain between the cradle and the grave Is that what was intended I don't have to know why he put the stars in the sky Or fooled with the changes of seasons I guess we've all got our reasons Repeat First Verse From Letras Mania