| It started way back in third grade.
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| I used to sit beside Emmylou Hayes
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| A pink dress, a matching bow, and her pony tail.
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| She kissed me on the school bus, but told me not to tell.
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| Next day I chased her round the playground
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| Across the monkey bars, to the merry-go-round
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| And Emmylou got caught passing me a note
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| Before the teacher took it, I read what she wrote.
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| Do you love me, do you wanna be my friend?
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| And if you do, well then don’t be afraid to take me by the hand
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| If you want to.
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| I think this is how love goes, check yes or no.
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| Now we’re grown up and she’s my wife.
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| Still like two kids with stars in our eyes.
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| Ain’t much changed, I still chase Emmylou.
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| Up and down the hall, around the bed in our room.
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| Last night I took her out in a white limousine
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| Twenty years later, she still gets to me Can’t believe it’s been that long ago.
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| When we got started with just a little note. |