| Baby had a smile
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| Stretched from ear to ear
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| She’d been counting down the days
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| Friday night was almost here
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| Baby’s first homecoming
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| Daddy took her shopping
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| To find the perfect dress
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| Like a model on the runway
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| He watched her twirl, said oh my girl
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| You’re growing up too fast
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| Not ready for homecoming
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| There she goes
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| There she goes
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| She was driving down the highway, probably thinking 'bout her date
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| Lost control around a curb, and everything would change
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| On September 28th
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| The night before homecoming
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| And next thing the doctor’s saying
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| There’s nothing we can do
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| Family falls down praying right there in the waiting room
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| God say it isn’t true
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| All of their tears running
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| There she goes
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| There she goes
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| There she goes
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| There she goes
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| They laid her to rest
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| In that pretty red dress
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| I swear the clouds rolled away
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| When her momma stood to say
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| This was her homecoming
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| Well the way I’ll always see it
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| You said goodbye too soon
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| But these days you’re the reason why
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| I’ve living like I know we’re all just passing through
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| On the way to our homecoming
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| On the way to our homecoming
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| Our homecoming
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| Welcome home, welcome home
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| Welcome home, welcome home
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| Welcome home, welcome home
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| Welcome home, welcome home |