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There were forty little houses |
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And a place they called High River |
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And everyone knew |
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Tim since the day he was born |
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He was a little different, |
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Some might call it slow |
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But when Nelly moved to town she saw his heart of gold |
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They found each other and never spent another day apart |
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Whoever would have dreamed that in his quiet eyes |
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She'd find the peace to make her life complete |
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Chorus |
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Oh you could say it was a work of art |
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That someone took a brush and painted their hearts |
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Together they made such a beautiful thing |
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Oh if there was anything that they could do right |
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It was painting love in the perfect light |
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So we could see that love is a masterpiece |
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Tim always had a little trouble with letters and numbers |
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So Nelly paid the bills and read all the mail |
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No one worked harder for miles around |
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Tim was the best farm hand |
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And Nelly was proud |
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A year went by of saving their nickels and dimes |
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They had a little boy |
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They named him Daniel |
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He became their pride and joy |
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Chorus |
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Everyone said that they were so close to heaven |
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That they didn't have far to go |
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Somehow it all made sense they went together |
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That night on that dark road |
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Chorus |
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Hey |
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Love is a masterpiece |
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Love is a masterpiece |
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Hey yeah |
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Love is a masterpiece |
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Is a masterpiece |
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Love is a masterpiece |
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Love is a masterpiece |
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Love is a masterpiece |
