| She came to me shortly after Christmas,
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| Said she hated spoiling New Year’s Eve.
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| But the truth doesn’t wait to come in season
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| And what we had feared was now believed
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| She said she’d leave come Monday morning,
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| Catch a plane if I’d split the fair.
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| She had friends who lived in New York City.
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| She’d look them up and have the baby there.
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| And now she’s alone in New York City (New York City),
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| Living like … Lord, I wonder how.
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| An angel in hell in New York City (New York City),
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| But I can’t think about that now.
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| Honey, will you tell him Bible stories
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| And give him all the love I never could?
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| And never tell him too much 'bout his daddy
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| 'Cause there’s not too much to say that’s good.
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| He’ll have to learn it all from his mother:
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| How to count and say his A-B-C's.
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| But when you teach him prayers to say at bedtime,
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| Leave off «God Bless Daddy,"won't you, please?
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| And now they’re alone in New York City (New York City),
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| Living like … Lord, I wonder how.
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| Two angels in hell in New York City (New York City),
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| But I can’t think about that now.
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| I can’t think about that now. |