| She’s got a smile that it seems to me reminds me of childhood memories
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| Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky
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| Now and then when I see her face dhe takes me away to that special place
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| And if I stared too long I’d probably break down and cry
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| Oh, sweet child o' mine, oh, oh, oh, sweet love of mine
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| She’s got eyes of the bluest skies as if they thought of rain
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| I hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain
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| Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place where as a child I’d hide
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| And pray for the thunder and the rain to quietly pass me by Oh, sweet child o' mine, oh, oh, oh, sweet love of mine
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| Oh, sweet child o' mine, oh, oh, oh, sweet love of mine
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| Oh, sweet child o' mine, oh yeah, sweet love of mine
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| Where do we go, where do we go now, where do we go
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| Where do we go, where do we go now, where do we go
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| Where do we go, where do we go now
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| Sweet child o' mine, sweet child o' mine |