I pull into the driveway
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She meets me with a grin
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Those little arms swung around my neck
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The minute I walked in
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Daddy I wrote my abc's
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Daddy I drew a tree
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daddy I learned about myself
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Here's what she showed to me
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Here's my chin, it goes with my grin
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Here's my nose, my belly button and my toes
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These are my fingers, teacher says my eyes are blue
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Here's a heart I colored dad,I made it just for you
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Rusty wore out scrap book had so much more to say
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Kindegarden through high school and graduation day
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Then I came upon that paper heart from so many years before
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And I placed it where it once had hung,the refridgerator door
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Now there she is next to a boy who stands six at feet tall
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And I heard that little voice again echo up and down the hall
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Here's my chin, it goes with my grin
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Here's my nose, my belly button and my toes
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Here's my fingers, teacher says my eyes are blue
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Here's a heart I colored dad, I made it just for you
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Here's a heart I colored dad, I made it just for you
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How I love that paper heart it touches my heart so
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The Paper Heart
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| Sammy Kershaw |
