Everybody Knows lyrics by Trisha Yearwood

Morning number 32 waking up without you
Mama's on the telephone
She says she's got a plan, she knows a nice young man
Honey, if I come back home

Everybody know, everybody know
Everybody knows what to do about my misery

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Everybody but me

Well all the girls at work say, "Just forget the jerk"
I feel better now
Even my preacher cares, said all I need is prayer
And everything will just work out

Everybody know, everybody know
Everybody knows what to do about my misery
Everybody but me

Well I don't want a shrink, don't even want a drink
Give me some chocolate and a magazine
I'll learn to live without you, don't want to talk about you
But I can't even walk down the street

Everybody knows, everybody knows
Everybody knows what to do about my misery
Everybody but me

Everybody knows, everybody knows
Everybody knows what to do about my misery
Everybody but me

Everybody knows, yeah, yeah