| He said I was in my early forties
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| With a lot of life before me
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| When a moment came that stopped me on a dime
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| I spent most of the next days, looking at the x-rays
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| Talking bout the options and talking bout sweet time
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| I asked him when it sank in
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| That this might really be the real end
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| How’s it hit 'cha when you get that kind of news?
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| Man, what’d ya do?
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| And he said
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| I went skydiving
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| I went rocky mountain climbing
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| I went two point seven seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu
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| And I loved deeper
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| And I spoke sweeter
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| And I gave forgiveness I’d been denyin'
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| And he said, Someday I hope you get the chance
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| To live like you were dyin'
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| He said, I was finally the husband
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| That most the time I wasn’t
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| And I became a friend, a friend would like to have
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| And all of a sudden goin' fishin'
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| Wasn’t such an imposition
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| And I went three times that year I lost my dad
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| Well I, I finally read the good book
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| And I took a good long hard look
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| At what I’d do if I could do it all again
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| And then
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| I went skydiving
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| I went rocky mountain climbing
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| I went two point seven seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu
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| And I loved deeper
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| And I spoke sweeter
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| And I gave forgiveness I’d been denyin'
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| And he said, Someday I hope you get the chance
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| To live like you were dyin'
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| Like tomorrow was a gift
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| And ya got eternity to think about what to do with it
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| What did you do with it?
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| What did I do with it?
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| What would I do with it?
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| Skydiving
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| I went rocky mountain climbing
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| I went two point seven seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu
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| And I loved deeper
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| And I spoke sweeter
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| And I watched an eagle as it was flyin'
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| And he said, Someday I hope you get the chance
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| To live like you were dyin'
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| To live like you were dyin'
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| To live like you were dyin'
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| To live like you were dyin'
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| To live like you were dyin' |