As we were dressing to go out our little girl and boy
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Came in and asked if they could go this time
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We told them little girls and boys don't belong at parties
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And that they should be in bed asleep by nine
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The babysitter came in then and we kissed the kids goodbye
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And told them that we'd be home soon and told them not to cry
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Then we left for the party like we'd so often done
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Thinkin' only of ourselves and not our little ones
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The party started out wild and it grew wilder as the night wore on
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With drinking laughing teling dirty jokes nobody thinkin' of home
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Then the stranger feeling came over me and it chilled me to the bones
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And I told my wife that we'd better leave the party
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Cause I felt that we were needed at home
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As we rode along I got to thinking of how the kids that mornin'
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Had asked if we would take them to church the next day
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And how I'd put 'em off like I'd so often done
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By sayin' we'd probably get home too late
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Then my thoughts were interrupted by the sound of sirens
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As they cut through the still night air
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Then we turned down our street that's when we saw the fire
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The rest was like a nightmare
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We took their little bodies to church the next day
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Though we'd left the party early we still got home too late
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Party
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| Porter Wagoner & Dolly Parton |
