| On a September afternoon
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| in nineteen sixty one
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| A baby girl’s first cry rang out
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| a new life had begun
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| Her mother rocked her in her arms
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| and she kissed the tiny brow-and she said
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| «Darling I’m just as scared as you
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| But i promise you somehow»
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| I will take care of you
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| the very best that I can
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| With all of the love here in my heart
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| and all of the strength in my hands
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| Your every joy I’ll share
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| for every tear I’ll be there
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| my whole life through
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| I will take care of you
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| On a September afternoon
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| in nineteen eighty five
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| that little girl had grown into
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| a beautiful young bride
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| She turned to the man who held her hand
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| in front of the waiting crowd
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| They smiled at each other as they spoke
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| and this was their wedding vow
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| I will take care of you
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| the very best that I can
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| With all of the love here in my heart
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| and all of the strength in my hands
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| Your every joy I’ll share
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| for every tear i’ll be there
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| My whole life through
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| I will take care of you
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| On a September afternoon
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| In nineteen eighty nine
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| The girl waited by a hospital bed
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| Never leaving her mother’s side
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| And she said «Mama why don’t
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| you close your eyes
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| try to get some rest
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| It’s my turn to take care
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| of you and I learned from
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| the best
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| I will take care of you»
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| On a September afternoon
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| In nineteen ninety one
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| A baby girl’s first cry rang out |