On the Other Hand — George Jones

On one hand I count the reasons I could stay with you And hold you close to me, all night long. So many lover's games I could play with you and on that hand I see no reason why it's wrong

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But on the other hand, There's a golden band To remind of someone who would not understand On one hand I could stay and be your loving man But the reason I must go is on the other hand In your arms I feel the passion, I thought had died When I looked into your eyes I found myself When I first kissed your lips I felt so alive I've got to hand it to you girl, you're something else Repeat Chorus