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Mothers Day |
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Monday, I saw you smile |
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And then Tuesday |
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We talked awhile |
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By Wednesday something's wrong |
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By weekend, you were gone |
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Thursday, I heard she strayed |
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And by Friday |
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When she got paid |
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She smoked it all away |
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Left ashes, for Saturday |
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We all dig our own way |
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We might find it tough to say |
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But this life's a fragile thing |
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So goodbye, my dear old friend |
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Last Christmas, your daughter smiled |
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Hugged and kissed us |
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But you cashed it in |
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When the New Year's ball had dropped |
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My hope died, as we watched the clock |
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We all dig our own way |
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We might find it tough to say |
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But this life's a fragile thing |
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So goodbye, my dear old friend |
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It's all quiet on Mother's Day |
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Your baby's grown and gone away |
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It's all quiet on Mother's Day |
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A forgotten mid-June gray |
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We all dig our own way |
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We all find it hard to say |
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But this life's a fragile thing |
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So goodbye, my dear old friend |
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It's all quiet on Mother's Day |
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Your baby's grown and gone away |
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It's all quiet on Mother's Day |
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A forgotten mid-June gray |