| I’ve sent bouquets for Mother’s Day,
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| For Father’s Day, a shirt and card.
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| While they came from the heart,
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| They all fell short of saying how special you both are.
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| It wasn’t ' til I was up and gone,
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| Married with a couple of kids of my own,
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| Doing what mamas and daddies do,
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| That I realized what I must have put you through.
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| So thanks again for the love in the cradle,
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| And all of the changes that kept me dry.
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| And thanks again for the love at our table,
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| And tannin' my bottom when I told you a lie.
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| For takin' me fishin' and flyin' my kites,
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| And tuckin' me in, yes, night after night:
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| To my beautiful life-long friends,
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| Hey, Mom and Daddy thanks again.
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| I’m still a young man, least I think I am,
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| But I’m watchin' my own hair turn gray.
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| And your call last Sunday brought to mind,
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| That I owe you a debt I can never repay.
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| So thanks again for worryin' and waitin',
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| When I started datin' on weekend nights.
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| And thanks again for the help with my homework,
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| And sittin' up with me till I got it right.
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| Your car for the prom, your letters in 'Nam,
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| But most of all, Daddy, for marryin' Mom:
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| To my beautiful life long friends,
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| Hey, Mom and Daddy thanks again.
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| To my beautiful life long friends,
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| Hey, Mom and Daddy thanks again. |