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Picked up the paper this morning |
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Could not believe what I saw |
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A friend of mine was killed |
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Runnin' from the law |
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I could still see the face of my old friend |
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In the picture that stared back at me |
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And through the tears I went back through the years to remember |
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The times that we were |
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Playin' pirates in the school yard, singin' |
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Soldiers in the fields |
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We were dreamin' |
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Brothers in blood 'til the very end |
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We were best of friends |
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Best of friends |
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Always hang together, forever |
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Thought we'd always be that way |
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But in time you grow up |
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And you slip away |
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It was thirteen years since I'd seen him |
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This man that I no longer knew |
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His mother, god bless her |
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Asked me if I'd say a word or two |
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Lookin' out in a room full of strangers |
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I didn't know quite what to say |
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All I could tell was of two old friends |
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And some long gone summer days of |
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Playin' pirates in the school yard, singin' |
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Soldiers in the fields |
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We were dreamin' |
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Brothers in blood 'til the very end |
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Friends like him don't come very often |
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You never treasure them while there's time |
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And if they slip away |
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You gotta somehow say |
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You're still on my mind |
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So your memory's all I have left now |
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These words are all I can give |
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And from time to time I turn back in my mind |
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To the place where you'll always live |
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Playin' pirates in the school-yard, singin' |
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Soldiers in the fields |
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We were dreamin' |
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Brothers in blood 'til the very end |
