| I know that I surprised you coming home,
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| It’s not my usual time of year; |
| but I’ve got myself a problem,
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| And I know that I might find the answer here.
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| Remember when I was dad’s pride and joy and your little man,
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| Every time that I got hurt you were there to give a hand.
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| You would pick me up, and you’d kiss my hurt away.
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| Remember what you’d say,
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| Boy you’re getting more like him each and every day.
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| Can we have a talk like it was yesterday?
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| Your boy is back in trouble and he needs you right away.
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| She says she’s gonna leave me, momma.
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| Nothing on God’s green Earth would make her stay.
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| I can’t live without her, momma,
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| But this time you can’t kiss the hurt away.
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| But if I’m so much like my dad,
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| There must have been times you felt her way.
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| So tell me word for word what he said that always made you stay.
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| She says she’s gonna leave me, momma.
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| But if I’m so much like my dad,
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| There must have been times you felt her way.
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| So tell me word for word what he said
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| That always made you stay. |