CHORUS:
Take this heart,
Give it to a charity.
Take this heart,
And give it to the poor.
Take this heart,
And give it to the Salvation Army.
I don't think I need it any more.
Dear God,I'm writing you these words
'Cause I know you'll understand.
Dear Lord, I'm sending you this letter,
'Cause I got to leave it in your
hands.
REPEAT CHORUS:
My man, he said he had to leave.
This time there was no doubt.
No doubt about it.
I wear my heart upon my sleeve.
Now I guess I've worn it out.
REPEAT CHORUS THREE TIMES:
I don't think I need it any more.
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