| The day they had a party
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| Right out in the street
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| Flags and flowers and singing
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| For the homecome hero’s treat
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| I sat in the kitchen
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| Without a fire on the range
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| I knew this house had lost the cause
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| To ever make me warm again
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| Come back to me
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| Days are all too long
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| Come back to me
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| You never should have gone
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| I was so young and full of pride
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| And you were wild and strong
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| I never knew how weak I was
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| I watched them gather round him
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| When he stepped down from the car
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| While tears fell on my cigarette
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| He handed out cigars
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| I have your child inside me
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| But you will never know
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| I never will forget you
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| While I watch that child grow
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| Come back to me
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| Days are all to long
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| Come back to me
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| You never should have gone
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| I was so young and full of pride
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| And you were wild and strong
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| I never knew how weak I was
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| I was so young and full of pride
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| (I never, I never, I never…)
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| I will always be here
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| Fading by the day
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| I will wash the bloody hands
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| And cast the bowl away
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| As the years hang on me
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| You will always be young
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| And one day I will lie down |
| Where the rose was flung
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| Come back to me
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| Days are all to long
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| Come back to me
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| You never should have gone
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| I was so young and full of pride
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| And you were wild and strong
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| I never knew how weak I was |