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John Hiatt — Real Fine Love
Album: Stolen Moments
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Released: 1990
Length: 4:16
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Well now I never went to college, babe,
I did not have the luck.
Stole out of Indiana
On the back of a pickup truck.
No education higher,
Than the streets of my hometown.
I went looking for a fire just to burn it all down.

You got a real fine love,
You got a real fine love,
One I am unworthy of.
You got a real fine love, girl.

Thought I had a line of something,
Baby no one else could say,
They couldn't find it their hearts to just get out my way.
And out of nowhere, and for nothing,
You came into my life,
I've seen an angel or two before,
But I never asked one to be my wife.

You got a real fine love,
You got a real fine love,
One I am unworthy of.
You got a real fine love, girl.

You can sprinkle all your teardrops
Across the evening sky,
But you cannot hide that twinkle,
Starlight in your eye.
I left my map way back their baby,
I don't know where we are.
But I'm gunna pull my pony up,
Hitch my wagon to your star.

You got a real fine love,
You got a real fine love,
One I am unworthy of.
You got a real fine love, girl.

Well now the babies are sleeping,
And the twilight's giving in,
She looks like you,
He looks like her,
And we all look like him.
Well maybe it's just a little thing,
The way I feel tonight,
A little joy, a little love, and a whole lot of light.

You got a real fine love,
You got a real fine love,
One I am unworthy of.
You got a real fine love, girl.
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