| My Maria
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| She’s a simple kind of girl
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| Goes to Mass
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| Sees the blood of Jesus flow
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| Ohhh Maria
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| Ohhh Maria
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| Then her mother told her baby how her brother died
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| Streets were fighting and the rivers all ran dry
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| Ohhh Maria
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| Ohhh Maria
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| God bless the child
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| Who leaves his mother
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| And gives his all
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| To see the fight (To see the fight)
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| To see the fight (To see the fight)
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| To see the fight (To see the fight)
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| Death, destruction, God and country
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| When she fell
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| Never saw those faces 'til she got to hell
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| To see the fight (To see the fight)
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| To see the fight (To see the fight)
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| To see the fight (To see the fight) |