(Iris DeMent/Merle Haggard)
I traveled high, I traveled low
and there was no place I didn't go
looking for this kind of happy with you
I had a love, it wasn't right
and I spent so many lonely nights
yearning for this kind of happy with you
Happy with you, happy with you
I love the things that you do
It took such a long time that I thought I'd never find
this kind of happy with you
Happy with you, happy with you
This kind of happy with you
And some day when I draw my final breath
I'm gonna know I had the best
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