You might think there¡¯s some big reason
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Why I took this time to write
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The cards and letters there's been too few of those
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But I just stopped to realize
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How long that I've been gone
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But there¡¯s a few small things I need to know.
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Dear Daddy do the whippoorwill still echo through the night?
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Does the sound of silence squeeze the morning light?
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And have you caught the big one in the pond just down the road?
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I miss you so.
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Well the years keep slipping by
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Like the miles out on the road
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But I don't guess I'll change my way of life
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There's no harm in holding memories
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So please tell me if you can
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I need to bring them old times inside.
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Dear Mama can you still find the dipper in the stars?
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And do the roads still go for hours without cars?
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And does the frost still shine cold mornings on the grass outside the door?
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Just like before
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Tell me more.
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I¡¯ll be back to see you sometime soon
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Can you still reach out and almost touch the moon?
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Do the old psalms still ring out through the hills for days and days?
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Love Always
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(Love Always) Letter to Home
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| Glen Campbell |
