| And so I read in the Pine bluff commercial
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| On sunday smelled with june
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| And it said science found the answer
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| Young boy brought back from the dead
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| Father ran and called the doctor
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| Please say could you help us the same
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| My wife she’s gone to heaven
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| Says here you bring life again
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| He’s afraid he misunderstood
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| That boy was only gone for a minute or so
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| We brought him back it’s true
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| But you’re wife so long gone you best let it go
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| So we drove to the graveyard slowly
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| And my dad brought semi white rose a pickaxe
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| And 3 old shovels, and we dug a mighty fine hole
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| Dad jumped in laid on the bottom
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| Held the rope rise up to his chin
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| Nothing all and fetch the doctor
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| He cried so he buried him in
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| Oh boys what have you done
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| The doctor couldn’t take him up fast enough
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| Your dad and mom both gone
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| But at least they’re at the side the only one they loved
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| Next day in the Pine bluff commercial
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| Ran a story and a photograph too
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| A few nights out by the court house
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| The only day that it rained in june
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| Paper said that our dad was crazy
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| That he thought they’d bring him back too
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| But we know all he want this sunday was
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| To be with her another minute or two |