| She was raised in Kentucky in a good christian home
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| They had plans for her future that to them were carved in stone
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| He came from West Virginia to work down at the mill
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| From his tiny window he could see her house op on the hill
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| The first time that he saw her she was in her Sunday dress
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| He came to church in his working clothes trying to look his best
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| Somewhere between the … and the congregation’s rise
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| They caught a crystal vision of their future
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| In each other’s eyes
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| Across that big city river, what’s done has been done
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| No one knows who we are, no one knows where we’re from
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| We’ll raise off a family, we’ll build us a home
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| But tonight, we’re just shadows in the moonlight
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| The father heard a line of land against the bathroom wall
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| Came outside waving a pistol yelling «leave my child alone!»
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| She ran for the wagon while they struggled for the gun
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| It went off, like a cannon, someone cried
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| My God, what have I done
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| Across that big city river, what’s done has been done
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| No one knows who we are, no one knows where we’re from
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| We’ll raise off a family, we’ll build us a home
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| But tonight, we’re just shadows in the moonlight
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| Across that big city river, what’s done has been done
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| No one knows who we are, no one knows where we’re from
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| And I hope it will be forgiveness in the days yet to come
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| But tonight, we’re just shadows in the moonlight
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| Yeas tonight, we’re just shadows in the moonlight |