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| My mother sang the sweetest melody |
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| although she never sang in a musical key. |
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| I would hear her through the house. |
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| My name called out loud. |
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| My mother sang the sweetest melody. |
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| My mother's hands were always cool and soft. |
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| And like her eyes, they would caress with every touch. |
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| She would listen to my chatter |
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| as if every word I spoke mattered. |
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| She'd hold me close and whisper in my ear. |
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| She'd say, "girl, you are a part of me |
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| and I have made you strong. |
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| when you grow up and are on your own |
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| remem- ber to win them with your song." |
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| My father sang in perfect harmony. |
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| And though he never sang in a musical key |
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| You could hear him when he'd enter the house |
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| the kiss he'd give my Ma. |
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| My father sang in perfect harmony. |
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| My father's words were always sure and clear |
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| and like his presence they would rid me of my fears. |
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| And when I crawled up on his knees |
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| I was safe as I could be. |
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| He'd hold me tight and whisper in my ear. |
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| He'd say, "girl, you are a part of me |
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| and I have made you strong |
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| when you grow up and are on your own |
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| remem- ber to win them with your song." |
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| My mother sang the sweetest melody, |
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| although she never sang in a musical key. |