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| (In a moderate country half-time) |
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| | Ev'ryone considered him the | coward of the | county. |
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| He'd never stood one single time to prove the county | wrong. |
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| His | mama named him Tommy, the | folks just called him | yellow, |
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| but something always told me they were | reading Tommy | wrong. |
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| | He was only ten years old when his | daddy died in | prison. |
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| I looked after Tommy 'cause he was my brother's | son. |
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| I | still recall the final words my | brother said to | Tommy: |
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| "Son, my life is over, but | yours is just | begun. |
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| | Promise me, son, not to | do the things I've | done. |
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| | Walk away from | trouble if you | can. |
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| | It won't mean you're weak if you | turn the other | cheek. |
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| I hope you're old | enough to under | stand: |
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| Son, | you don't have to fight to be a | man." |
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| | There's someone for ev'ryone and | Tommy's love was | Becky. |
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| In her arms he didn't have to prove he was a | man. |
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| One | day while he was workin' the | Gatlin boys came | callin'. |
| They took turns at Becky.... There was three of them! |
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| | Tommy opened up the door and | saw his Becky | cryin'. |
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| The torn dress, the shattered look was more than he could | stand. |
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| He | reached above the fireplace and took | down his daddy's | picture. |