| I wrote a letter to my granddaughter
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| I said I’m sorry I don’t get to meet ya
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| I wrote a letter to my grandmother
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| Said I really can’t wait to see ya
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| In Heaven
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| I heard there’s a river of gold that flows through a crowd of angels
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| To a city that knows no pain, no fear, or anger
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| And I’m sittin' here in my tears prayin'
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| Oooh
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| Father, won’t you please forgive this soldier
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| He claims that what he’s doing is for you
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| Father, I can feel you getting closer
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| And I’m not ready
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| But we don’t choose
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| When the bell tolls
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| When the bell tolls
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| I thought I’d only ever see it on the TV
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| I never thought it would be me
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| Now I’m layin' here begging you for mercy
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| Wondering if you’ll leave or see me through these
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| Blood stains
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| Take me with my mistakes
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| You’re who’s left with this pain
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| From Heaven
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| With a ray from a river of gold that flows through a crowd of angels
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| To a city that knows no pain, no fear, or anger
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| Now I’m lyin' here in my tears prayin'
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| Oooh
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| Father, won’t you please forgive this soldier
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| He claims that what he’s doing is for you
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| Father, I can feel you getting closer
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| And I’m not ready
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| But we don’t choose
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| When the bell tolls
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| When the bell tolls
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| When the bell tolls
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| When the bell tolls
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| When the bell tolls
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| When the bell tolls |