| I lived awhile without you
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| Darn near half my life
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| I no longer see our unborn children
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| Born to you my unwed wife
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| But yesterday I had a vision
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| Beneath the tree where we once talked
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| Of an old couple burning
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| Their love letters so their children
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| Won’t be shocked
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| Love calls like the wild birds-
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| It’s another day
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| A Spring wind blew my list of
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| Things to do… away
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| My friends are gettin older
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| So I guess I must be too
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| Without their loving kindness
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| I don’t know what I’d do
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| Oh the wine bottle’s half empty-
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| The money’s all spent
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| And we’re a cross between our parents
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| And hippies in a tent
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| In a mucked up lovely river
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| I cast my little fly
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| I look at that river and smell it
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| And it makes me wanna cry
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| Oh to clean our dirty planet
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| Now there’s a noble wish
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| And I’m puttin my shoulder to the wheel
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| 'cause I wanna catch some fish
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| Children go to sleep now-
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| You know it’s gettin' late
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| I know you don’t like to miss nothin'
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| And school ain’t that great
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| Oh, I’ll dance with you when you’re happy
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| And hold you when you’re sad
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| And hope you know how glad I am
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| Just to be you’re Dad
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| Darlin' it’s been a hard go
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| But I think we’ll be okay
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| I know I say that all the time
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| Like everything else I say
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| Oh, I’ve been gone so often
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| But every time I miss you
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| And I don’t really know nothin'
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| Except I like to kiss you |