| Johnny’s daddy was takin' him fishin'
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| When he was eight years old
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| Little girl came through the front gate
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| Holdin' a fishin' pole
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| His dad looked down and smiled,
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| Said, «We can’t leave her behind
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| Son, I know you don’t want her to go But someday you’ll change you’re mind»
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| And Johnny said
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| «Take Jimmy Johnson,
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| Take Tommy Thompson,
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| Take my best friend Bo Take anybody that you want
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| As long as she don’t go Take any boy in the world
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| Daddy, please
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| Don’t take the girl»
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| Same old boy
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| Same sweet boy
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| Ten years down the road
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| He held her tight and kissed her lips in Front of the picture show
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| Stranger came and pulled a gun
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| Grabbed her by the arm
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| Said, «If you do what I tell you to there
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| Won’t be any harm»
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| And Johnny said,
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| «Take my money,
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| Take my wallet,
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| Take my credit cards
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| Here’s a watch that my grandpa gave me Here’s the key to my car
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| Mr., give it a whirl
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| But please
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| Don’t take the girl»
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| Same old boy
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| Same sweet girl
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| Five years down the road
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| There’s gonna be a little one and she
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| Says it’s time to go Doctor says, «The baby’s fine
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| But you’ll hafta leave
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| Cuz his mamma’s fading fast»
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| And Johnny hit his knees
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| And there he prayed,
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| «Take the very breath you gave me Take the heart from my chest
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| I’ll gladly take her place if you’ll let me Make this my last request
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| Take me outta this world
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| God, please
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| Don’t take the girl» |