| The late night nurse checks in and she makes her rounds
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| Quietly she walks in 204
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| She checks Miss Johnson’s vitals and she writes them down
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| When she sees a young man standing at the door
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| He said, «My name is Joe, I’m her oldest son»
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| Miss Johnson moved her hand and gave a smile
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| He said, «I joined the marines when I was twenty-one
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| And I haven’t seen my momma in quite a while»
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| He said, «I can’t stay long you see
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| I’ve come to taker her home with me»
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| With a clipboards in her hand
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| She said, «I don’t think she can»
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| Go home, where she really wants to be
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| Back home, with her friends and family
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| Forever born and never be alone
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| She’s going home, back home
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| Late on that night, Miss Johnson passed away
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| The nurse made the call to bring the family down
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| She walked back to the hall to check on Joe
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| But discovered he was nowhere to be found
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| She told the family about Joe
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| They said that just can’t be so
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| And chills ran up her spine
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| When she finally realized
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| He took her home, where she really wants to be
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| Back home, with her friends and family
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| Forever born and never be alone
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| She’s going home, back home
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| Where she really wants to be
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| Back home, with her friends and family
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| Forever born and never be alone
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| She’s going home, back home |