| They were the loving kind
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| She was black and he was white
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| In Virginia nineteen fifty-eight
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| They found love amongst the hate
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| Well the law said they could not wed
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| They married anyway
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| The sheriff put them both in jail
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| Separated 'till they made their bail
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| They changed the heart of a nation
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| With their wedding vows
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| From the highest court in the land
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| Their union would lawfully stand
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| Simply Mildred and Richard
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| That’s how they’ll be remembered
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| They proved that love is truly blind
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| They were the loving kind
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| The Lovings lived a quiet life
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| In their Virginia home
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| And while the case worked it’s way through the courts
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| They brought three children to this world
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| Richard died in seventy-five
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| Mildred kept their love alive
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| 'Till the spring of two thousand-eight
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| Fifty years beyond the hate
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| They changed the heart of a nation
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| With their wedding vows
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| From the highest court in the land
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| Their union would lawfully stand
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| Simply Mildred and Richard
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| That’s how they’d be remembered
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| They proved that love is truly blind
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| They were the loving kind |