It was a May full moon
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We parked the car
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And I sang you a song I wrote on my guitar
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Oh I have kissed
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Many times since then
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But that first one is special
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One you don't forget
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If I had asked you then you probably took my ring
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But time and distance have a way
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Of changing things
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And sometimes I wonder
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What it would have been like
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If we had wandered
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The same path in life
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Tonight if you're out there
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Looking up at the same moon
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Girl I hope
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That your trail in life
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Has been good to you
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College days
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Frat house nights
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You were more than just a bunch of rowdy friends of mine
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You made leaving home
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Not as hard to bare
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Yeah we swore we'd stick together
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Till we were in rocking chairs
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But we all kind of scattered
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Getting our lives in gear
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The phone calls went from weeks to months
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To I ain't heard in years
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And sometimes I wonder
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What it would have been like
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If we had wandered
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The same paths in life
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Would we still smoke cigars?
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Yeah when the wild cats beat OU
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Oh friend I hope that your trail in life
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Has been good to you
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The day I was born
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They said you cried
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When you signed those papers
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And kissed me good-bye
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To young to know
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How to raise me up
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So you let me go and start this world in a house of love
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I was 12 years old when daddy sat me down
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And told me of a brave young girl
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That I should know about
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And sometimes I wonder
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What it would have been like
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If we had wondered
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The same path in life
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I think I would make you proud
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Of the boy you never knew
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God I hope
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That your trail in life
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Has been good to you
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And some day I know
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This old trail in life
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Will wind back to you
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Trail In Life
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| Dean Brody |
