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AmShe takes the back road and the lane past the school that has no changed in all this Dtime
AmShe thinks of when the boy was young all the battles she had B7won just to Emgive him Amlife
That man she loved that man for all his Dlife
AmBut now we meet to bring him flowers and only God knows B7why Em
DFor what's the use in pressing B7pamls
When children fade in mother's F#marms It's a cruel world we've C#7so much to loose
DAnd what we B7have to learn Emwe rarely choose
DSo if it's GmGod who took her Dson he Dmcannot be the E7one living in her Ammind
FTake Gcare my Amlove, she said FDon't Gthink that AmGod is dead
FTake Gcare my Amlove, she said Fyou Ghave been Cloved
AmIf I was weak, forgive me but I was terri Dfied
You Ambrushed my eyes with angels wings, full of B7love the kind that Emmakes devils cry
So Amthese days my life has changed and I'll be Dfine
AmBut she just sits and counts the hour searching for her B7crime Em
So what's the use in pressing B7pamls
When children fade in mother's F#marms It's a cruel world we've C#7so much to loose
DAnd what we B7have to learn Emwe rarely choose
DSo if it's GmGod who took her Dson he Dmcannot be the E7one living in her Ammind
FTake Gcare my Amlove, she said FDon't Gthink that AmGod is dead
FTake Gcare my Amlove, she said Fyou Ghave been Cloved
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