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Backstory:

This traditional country song was written in the style of George Strait. It was on hold for Charlie Pride prior to his passing.                                                     

Lyrics:

                                                  
Sometimes it seems there’s lots of dreams that slowly passed us by
And it’s been tough to get ahead no matter how we try
But when I’m at the end of my rope and still comin’ up short
I know I’m still blessed when life’s a mess, when I look at what it’s all for

	Just look at the love we’re in
	Just look at the way we’re friends
	Just look at where all we’ve been, through the years 
	Well I'd do it all again
	The same way from beginning to end 
	We’ve always made such good sense
	Just look at the love we’re in

There was that spring in Abilene we lived on those cell phones
Rode out that storm in Beaumont, oh I like to never made it home 
That Christmas down in Tupelo, places I swore I’d never go
What got me through was lovin’ you, and those letters that you wrote

	Just look at the love we’re in
	Just look at the way we’re friends
	Just look at where all we’ve been, through the years 
	Well I'd do it all again
	The same way from beginning to end 
	We’ve always made such good sense
	Just look at the love we’re in

	You’ve always been the reason, my reason to go on
	Even when all reason, to go on sometimes feels gone

	Just look at the love we’re in
	Just look at the way we’re friends
	Just look at where all we’ve been, through the years 
	Well I'd do it all again
	The same way from beginning to end 
	We’ve always made such good sense
	Just look at the love we’re in

	We’ve always made such good sense
	Just look at the love we’re in