| November of '43
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| On a boat comin' 'cross the sea
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| He left a boy, came back a man
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| She started running' when she saw his face
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| It’d been 655 days
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| Since she held his hand
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| He got down on one knee
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| and pulled out that ring
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| That he bought in Aberdeen
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| And when it hit that New York sky
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| It shined just like a spotlight
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| A star up in the night sky
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| The kind of thing that takes your breath away
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| Her eyes sparked like that diamond
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| With love beaming from 'em
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| The kind of light that’s never gonna fade
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| It’s gonna shine
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| For the next 55 years
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| Through the laughter and the tears
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| My grandma always fore that band
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| through atom bombs and a baby boom
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| Dr. King and a man on the moon
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| No it never left her hand
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| On the day she passed away
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| Mama put it on a chain
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| Now and then on special days
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| Mom would wear it around her neck
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| Mama said one of these days
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| I’d know why she gave me that ring
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| Sittin' here I know she was right
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| Oh, it’s knot the biggest stone you’ve ever seen
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| But girl I can promise you one thing
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| The rest of your life
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| It’s gonna shine just like a spotlight
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| A star up in the night sky
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| The kind of thing that takes your breath away
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| your eyes sparkled like that diamond
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| With love beaming from 'em
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| The kind of light that’s never, never, never gonna fade
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| It’s gonna shine, shine, shine
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| Shine, shine, shine
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| Shine, shine, shine
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| Like a beacon calling me home
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| It’s gonna shine
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| Oh yeah, shine, shine, shine |