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I'm a twenty gauge shotgun with both barrels blazing I'm a hundred miles an hour 'round the curve without braking I'm a herd of wild horses through her bed of daisies And she'll plant 'em all back again I think I'm John Wayne when I get to drinking I'm the first one to jump on a boat while it's sinking But I ain't half as tough as what I'd have you thinking If you really knew her, you'd know I'm the weak one And she's like a lighthouse standing in the path of a mad hurricane And her kind laughs at the lightning and dances around in the rain And when I'm at the end of my rope and I don't know if I can hold on She's stronger She makes the weight of the world feel as light as a feather She's the needle and thread patching me back together God knows I ain't perfect but she's making me better If I'd never met her, I'd hate to think where I'd be 'Cause she's like a lighthouse standing in the path of a mad hurricane And her kind laughs at the lightning and dances around in the rain And when I'm at the end of my rope and I don't know if I can hold on She's stronger She's like a lighthouse standing in the path of that mad hurricane And her kind laughs at the lightning and dances around in the rain And when I'm at the end of my rope and I don't know if I can hold on She's stronger She's stronger From Letras Mania