| Roy squeezed her hand Alice smiled at him
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| The senior club special is a lot food for them
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| They act like teenagers or the best of friends
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| With one hundred-eighty years between the two of them
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| Back during the war at a wild country-dance
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| He thought she’d ignore him but he took the chance
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| Fifteen songs later he still held her close
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| And a million dances since then hasn’t been enough
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| They wear love like lighting
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| It’s something to see
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| And the years of their true love
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| Sits up on their sleeves
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| Alice nudged Roy and points with her spoon
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| There sits two young lovers across the crowded room
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| You can tell by their look she say’s kind of giddy and flushed
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| Roy grinned wry and wicked and Alice smiled and blushed
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| They wear love like lighting
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| It’s something to see
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| And the years of their true love
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| Sits up on their sleeves
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| Roy gets a little misty Alice pats his hand
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| He’s thinking bout the boy they lost in Vietnam
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| And the girl he’d brought home, and then left behind
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| And 40 years later she still sends cards at Christmastime
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| They wear love like lighting
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| It’s something to see
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| And the years of their true love
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| Sits up on their sleeves
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| Roy said, «Remember Alice you almost burned your diary
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| All those poems and love letters I sent from overseas
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| Alice says» I couldn’t, even though I tried
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| And I suppose the children will really be surprised."
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| They wear love like lighting
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| It’s something to see
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| And the years of their true love
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| Sits up on their sleeves
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| Roy touched her face, Alice smiles at him
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| Bowed her heads a moment and whispered «Amen»
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| If you look a little sideways, I’m not sure what it means
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| II swear it was an angel, that passed her the cream |