| She didn’t know what she was gonna do
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| She was doing it alone, that she knew
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| Four weeks till she had to surrender
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| Nineteen, first offender
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| She’d have done anything for that boy
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| Save his life, leave hers destroyed
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| It didn’t matter who was really to blame
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| She was never gonna give his name
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| 'Cause all her life, it’s been the same
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| No pomp, just circumstance
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| They all say, «Bless her heart»
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| She never had a chance
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| She flipped a coin and hoped for heads
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| A few more nights in her own bed
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| She wasn’t getting any sleep at night
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| She couldn’t look her mama in the eye
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| She should have known what would happen next
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| She spent her last ten dollars and she took the test
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| She’s off to pay for all that blow
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| Turns out she’s not alone
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| 'Cause all her life, it’s been the same
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| No pomp, just circumstance
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| They all say, «Bless her heart»
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| She never had a chance
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| There was not much worse than what she had at home
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| She’s sixteen weeks and starting to show
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| There ain’t no one to lean on
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| Her mama’s sick and that boy is gone
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| Three years move pretty slow
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| When you’re sittin' there staring at a cell window
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| She didn’t hold her when she had the chance
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| Just straight into the happy couple’s hands
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| 'Cause all her life, it’s been the same
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| No pomp, just circumstance
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| They all say, «Bless her heart»
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| She never had a chance |