| Just as far as I can remember
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| She’ll remain the rose of my heart
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| Mom took sick along in December
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| February brought us broken hearts.
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| The reason we’ve not called a family reunion
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| We knew — she wouldn’t be there
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| But since we’ve thought it all over, Mama
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| We know that your spirit is there.
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| Oh, no, I can’t forget the hours
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| You’re the onliest one Mom and sweeter than the flowers
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| Oh, no, there’s no need to bother
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| To speak of you now would only hurt Father.
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| Well, it looked so good to see us together
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| But I had to look after Dad
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| Oh, no, Mama, when I passed by your coffin
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| I didn’t want to remember you dead.
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| They all gathered 'round, I stared at their faces
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| All heads were bowed mighty low
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| But that was one time we all had to face it
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| Though it hurt us so bad, you know.
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| Oh, no, I can’t forget the hours
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| You’re the onliest one Mom and sweeter than the flowers
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| Oh, no, there’s no need to bother
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| To speak of you now would only hurt Father.
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| Oh, no, Mama, we’ll never forget you
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| And someday we’ll meet you up there. |