I saw her from a distance
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As she walked up to the wall
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in her hand she held some flowers
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as her tears began to fall
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and she took out pen and paper
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as to trace her memories
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and she looked up to heaven
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and the words she said were these...
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She said Lord my boy was special,
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and he meant so much to me
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and Oh I'd love to see him
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just one more time you see
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All I have are the memories
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and the moments to recall
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So Lord could you tell him,
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He's more than a name on a wall..
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She said he really missed the family
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and being home on Christmas day
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and he died for God and Country
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in a place so far away
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I remember just a little boy
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playing war since he was three
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But Lord this time I know,
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He's not coming home to me
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And she said Lord my boy was special,
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and he meant so much to me
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and Oh I'd love to see him
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But I know it just can't be
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So I thank you for my memories
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and the moments to recall
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But Lord could you tell him,
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He's more than a name on a wall..
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Lord could you tell him,
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He's more than a name on a wall..
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More Than a Name on a Wall
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| The Statler Brothers |
