Where we all go summer 1971?
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From Chicago to Toronto
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For a family reunion
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The dad at the wheel, driving five hours of the clip
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Swimming in the afternoons, another motel 6
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First stop in town was my grandmother¡¯s bakery
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She stood there and welcomed us, the American celebrities
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I saw her photo on the wall, I thought she was the famous one
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Then my uncles and her gave us all the cookies we want
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Here we are together
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Our father¡¯s gone
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Here we are together
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40 years on
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Here we are together
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Just daughters and sons
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This is our reunion
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This is our reunion
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Later in an old fancy restaurant she wore the crown
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Surrounded by all her kin
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Looking probably around
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I watched my dad with his brothers with their great green eyes
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And their handsome faces with dark shadows behind
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All the things my dad loved his brothers gave a hand
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Not the mad aches in Oprah, Gilbert and Sullivan
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I used to believe he was the lucky one
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The one who got away
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The mysterious prodigal son
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At that family reunion, 1971
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And here we are together
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Our father¡¯s gone
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Here we are together
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40 years on
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Here we are together
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Just daughters and sons
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This is our reunion
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This is our reunion
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This is our reunion
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This is our reunion
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Reunion
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Lucy Kaplansky |