| First there was john
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| Then there was me
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| My brother was tom, strong and lean
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| I loved to watch him play
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| He has always walked that way
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| His feet were faster than mine have ever been
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| Oh his feet were faster than mine have ever been
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| I move more like Maddie, our basset hound
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| Our hands are always close to the ground
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| Then there came Andrew
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| I was only three
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| And my brother turned out to move a lot like me
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| Oh my brother turned out to move a lot like me
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| Crawled across the kitchen at the speed of light
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| But not as fast as Maddie, one day we might
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| Just a year later Andrew began to talk
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| And I knew he was more like john as he began to walk
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| Oh I knew he was more like john as he began to walk
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| So I said mom when I die and I go up to heaven
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| Angels are singing and the babies are swingin
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| When I die and I go up to heaven
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| Will I run?
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| Will I run, run, run?
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| Will I run?
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| Run like Andrew
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| Through her tears she smiled and held me for a long, long while
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| She said with a sigh my child, my child
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| You will run much faster, and a lot more wild |
| Oh you will run much faster and a lot more wild
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| So when I die and I go up to heaven
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| Angels are singing and the babies are swingin
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| When I die and I go up to heaven
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| I will run
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| I will run, run, run
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| I will run
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| I will run, run, run
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| I will run, run, run, run, run, run
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| I will run
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| Like my brother Andrew |