| When I had seen you
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| You were shining like a diamond in that dress
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| We were young and in love and reckless
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| We were just two kids
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| When I went and signed my name
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| Now here I am
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| Just a few months later coming home to you
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| I’m flying with my brothers yeah we fought real hard
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| We’re all packed up and headed home
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| And if you are reading this there’ll come a time real soon
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| When family, friends and flowers fill the room
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| And two men with starched white gloves
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| Fold the colors 'til they touch
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| It’s probably more than I deserve
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| But I’m proud to get this much
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| Sending all the love I ever had
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| Inside this folded flag
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| Now look at you
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| You’re roundin' out but babe you wear it well
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| A little boy or girl it’s still too soon to tell
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| Wish I could be there now to hold you both
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| And if you are reading this you probably about to cry
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| Running through your head a questions why
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| Has two men with starch white gloves
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| Fold the colors 'til they touch
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| It’s probably more than I deserve
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| But I’m proud to get this much
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| Sending all the love I ever had
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| Inside this folded flag
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| It will sit here on the mantle
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| For many years to come
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| And every time you pass it by
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| I hope you feel my love
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| Two men with starch white gloves
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| Fold the colors 'til they touch
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| Probably more than I deserve
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| But I’m proud to get this much
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| I’m sending all the love I ever had
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| Inside this folded flag
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| Sending all the love I ever had
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| Inside this folded flag |