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Little baby boy, sittin round his toys |
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Gettin tired of crawlin |
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He's pullin up on an easy chair |
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He's gonna try a little walkin |
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He's takin steps |
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A six year old with a new school bag |
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Starin down his drive |
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Holdin on to his mama's hand |
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He's going on his first bus ride |
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He's takin steps |
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A teenage boy in a rented tux |
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Reaching out a trembling hand |
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To a pretty young girl in a satin dress |
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Asking her to dance |
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(chorus) |
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Steps, some big, some small |
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Puttin one foot after the other |
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Steps, the trick to it all |
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Is diggin down to find a little courage |
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And it's okay |
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To be afraid |
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You gotta have faith |
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Life's all about |
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Steps |
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For 22 years she stood by a man |
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Who did her wrong |
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With a packed suitcase |
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And a greyhound ticket, she's finally gone |
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She's takin steps |
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At a meeting downtown, a tired old drunk |
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Stands and says his name |
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That leaves him eleven to go and he can |
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Already feel the change |
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He's takin steps |
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Somewhere a great grandpa says |
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"i'm ready to go" |
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Peacefully drifts off to sleep |
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Wakes up on streets of gold |
