| He was born a William
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| But he goes by Bill
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| He’s had some big dreams
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| And he has them still
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| Well her name’s Samantha
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| Only he calls her Sam
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| They grew up together
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| Right outside Birmingham
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| 'Bout halfway through college
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| With their heads in a whirl
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| He asked her will you love me always?
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| She said I always will
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| And they started building a house
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| She’s still livin' there now
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| With her half-painted porch
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| And rusty gold ring
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| He only likes the beginning of things
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| He only likes the beginning of things
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| Now Bill’s gettin' older
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| He ain’t settled down still
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| He’s got a daughter out of college
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| And she calls him Bill
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| She goes to visit her mother
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| Well there’s good days and bad
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| She only recognizes her half the time
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| But she’s always glad
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| She still recalls building a house
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| As if it’s happenin' then
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| With her half-painted porch
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| And rusty gold ring
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| He only likes the beginning of things
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| He only likes the beginning of things, mm
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| Soon after daughter’s last visit
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| Samantha passes away
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| The whole family surrounded her
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| Just the other day
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| He was the third one to get there
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| Just mother and daughter and Bill
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| She said, «Mother never blamed you
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| But I always will»
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| He grabs his coat and his hat
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| She ain’t surprised by that
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| He’s a half-painted porch
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| A rusty gold ring
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| He only likes the beginning of things
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| He only likes the beginning of things, ooh
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| Ooh |