Betty was a blonde blue eyed baby
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Who marked her first birthday on easter morning
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but her parents had other reasons to celebrate that day
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Betty had just learnt to walk by herself
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and her mother's got a new job just downtown
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cross from the Phillip P. Murrah in an office tower
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But they don't like to see the children play
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they don't like the government so what have they done
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all the toys are covered in blood
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a little fire truck is broken
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Well I guess that they think it'd be better
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to reign down in hell
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than to serve up in heaven
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well the devil's got a seat next to him
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Oh Timmy, he's waiting
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Where was god?
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and don't you tell us how he works in mysterious ways?
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for when all is lost we're tired
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of hearing that line
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Where was god?
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and do you think that she'll find the faith that she needs?
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for when all is lost and gone... and gone...
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well they don't like to see the children play
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they don't like the government so what have they done
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all the toys are covered in blood
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a little fire truck is broken... is broken...
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where was god?
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they don't like to see the children play
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don't you tell us how he works in mysterious ways
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they don't like the government so what have they done
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for when all is lost and gone... and gone...
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But at least we have our thoughts to remember
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the pictures of you, we treasured a few
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never forget that god bless the people... of Oklahoma City
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never forget that god bless the people... of Oklahoma City
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never forget that god bless the children... of Oklahoma City
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Oklahoma City
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| Nine Days |
