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...Austin...
~!@sitting by the phone~!@

She left without

Leavin' a number

Said she needed
To clear her mind
He figured she'd gone
Back to Austin
'Cause she talked
About it all the time
it was almost a year
Before she called him up

Three rings and
An answering machine
Is what she got
If you're callin' 'bout the car I sold it
If this is Tuesday night, I'm bowlin'
If you've got somethin' to sell
You're wastin' your time
I'm not buyin'
If it's anybody else, wait for the tone
You know what to do
PS If this is Austin, I still love you

The telephone fell to the counter

She heard, but she couldn't believe
What kind of man
Would hold on this long
What kind of love must that be
She waited three days
And then she called again
She didn't know what she'd say
But she heard three rings and then

If it's Friday night

I'm at the ball game
And first thing Saturday
If it don't rain
I'm goin' out to the lake and
I'll be gone all weekend long
But, I'll call you back when
I get home on Sunday afternoon
PS If this is Austin, I still love you

This time she left her number

And not another word
She waited by the phone
On Sunday evenin'
And this is what he heard

If you're callin' bout my heart

It's still yours
I should've listened
To it a little more
Then, it wouldn't have
Taken me so long to know
Where I belong
And by the way, boy
This is no machine
You're talkin' to
Can't you tell, this is Austin
And I still love you

~!@I still love you~!@