| He was begging by the mini mart
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| Who’da guessed he had a purple heart
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| Scars underneath his bearded chin?
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| I bet you don’t remember him
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| 'Cause you were running 20 minutes late
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| And he was only getting in your way
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| But when you brushed by that wounded soul
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| Last Thursday afternoon
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| You met somebody who would die for you
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| Phone rang at 8 last night
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| Who’d call at such a crazy time
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| Getting kids into bath and bed
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| Can’t talk’s about all you said
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| All he wanted was a Saturday
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| Morning conversation down at bakers cafe
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| You weren’t thinking when you told your dad
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| Try back in a week or two
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| But you hurt someone that would die for you
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| Somebody who cared so much
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| They’d gladly give it all up
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| If that is what they had to do
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| It runs deeper than flesh and blood
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| Heaven knows no greater love
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| Than the sacrificed
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| They’d make to see you through
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| Somebody who would die for you
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| Just another Colorado day
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| Morning practice for her high school play
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| From out of no where the bullets came fast
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| Shattered more than library glass
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| They asked her if she believed in your name
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| And she didn’t even hesitate
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| God, I can’t help but wondering
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| If I had been in her shoes
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| Would I be somebody who would die for you?
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| Somebody who cared so much
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| They’d gladly give it all up
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| If that is what they had to do
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| It runs deeper than flesh and blood
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| Heaven knows no greater love
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| Than the sacrifice you made to see us through
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| Your son died for me
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| Would I be somebody who would die for you? |