| Bobby Darwin’s daughter looks up from the bible
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| She’s been reading to the clock on her dirty wall of a double wide, its 3 am.
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| Her husbands on the town shooting pool or foolin round,
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| Or all of the above it doesn’t matter anymore,
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| She can’t get through to him,
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| Seems like only yesterday they were married in a chapel.
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| Candlelight the whole nine yards,
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| Honeymoon in Vegas, they settled down.
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| Now its lonely nights and hungry kids,
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| She just keeps on looking for the life that’s not the life she’s living now.
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| Bobby Darwin’s daughter used to ask her father
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| Where Santa Clause and babies and God came from,
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| And as she’s gotten older all those easy
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| Answers are somewhere between here and kingdom come,
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| And in her darkest hours Bobby Darwin’s daughter wishes she could go back when,
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| She’d ask where god came from instead of wondering where he’s been.
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| Bobby Darwin’s daughter dropping off the kids driving home
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| In the pouring rain sudden skid and just like that
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| She’s clinging to her life,
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| Her husband rushes in the tiny room
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| And through his tears whispers I love you,
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| Baby please don’t leave me now, you’re my only life,
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| He bows his head and prays aloud this one thing I promise,
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| If I could get just one more chance to be the man
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| I should have been Ill be that man,
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| She awakens to another world, stares into his grateful eyes of love,
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| she smiles at him he takes her hand.
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| Bobby Darwin’s daughter used to ask her father
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| Where Santa Clause and babies and God came from,
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| And as she’s gotten older all those easy
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| Answers are somewhere between here and kingdom come,
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| And in her darkest hours Bobby Darwin’s daughter never saw till now that
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| She was wrong about where God came From and that he’s been here all along. |