| When I think that you’re the one boy I adore
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| Gratitude inflates my bosom more and more
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| When I see your style and grace, analyze your smiling face
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| Then I know how much I must be thankful for
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| Thank your father, thank your mother
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| Thank them both for meeting up with one-another
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| Thank the horse that pulled the buggy that night
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| Thank your ma and pa for feeling just right
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| Thank the June light, thank the moonlight
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| That caressed them from up above
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| And thank goodness for their marriage and for the baby carriage
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| Or I’d have no one to love
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| Thank them both for meeting up with one-another
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| Thank the horse that pulled the buggy that night
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| And thank your ma and pa for feeling just right
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| Thank the June light, and thank the moonlight
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| That caressed them from up above
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| And thank goodness for their marriage and for the baby carriage
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| Or I’d have no one to love |