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He's in Oklahoma
And I once owned ya
In my belly
When you were smelly
I changed your pants
Watched you collect ants
Saw you throughout baseball
Picked you up when you'd fall
Now you're a Army man
And here I stand
Far away
Just to say
"I love you, son"
Even after my life's done
You know I'm a little crazy maybe
So after you call I'll be crying for my baby.

3/3/2009 1315 cj (mom)

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