| This is a story about Billy and Sue
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| They were in love as any other two
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| But Billy had to die
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| And when you hear the reason why
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| You’ll hang your head and cry
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| Billy and Sue met the first day of school
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| And ever since lived by the golden rule
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| When you do unto others
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| What you wouldn’t want done to you
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| You’d have to be a fool
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| Mutual agreement led to love and trust
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| They would travel the road to marriage or bust
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| But when Billy was old enough to take a wife
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| He was old enough to fight for his country
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| And his way of life
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| Sue’s letters came every day
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| Gave him the strength to show him the way
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| To fight for his country and the girl he loved
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| That’s a soldier’s only fate
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| Then Billy heard no word from Sue
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| He was worried sick but what could he do
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| The bullets were flying as he hugged the ground and back home
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| Sue was running round
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| Billy was growing less and less strong
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| His hope his faith was almost gone
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| Then like a miracle a letter appeared
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| Billy tore the letter open and he read
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| Dear John
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| A look came over Billy that would scare a ghost
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| Familiar look seen on soldiers coast to coast
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| Even though the air was filled with lead
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| Billy jumped up
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| They shot him dead
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| Billy was buried in a faraway grave that read
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| For his country his life he gave
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| But the epitaph was only a part
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| He didn’t die from a bullet but he died
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| From a broken heart |