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Dan Bettridge
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Letters Home
it's all right now, i told you at night,
told you it's all gonna be all right,
it's all right ma i'll do you proud,
i'll write to you from the job i've found.
oh dear dad, i do believe, i havent written since christmas eve,
it's cold up here in january, it's just like june all be eh be,
for my friends i feer if flowers in may grow upon my distant grave, and if those flowers do be weeds i ask you dont think less of me, hey
oh dear ma and dear pa i've hitched a ride out to utah. i've got a job up in the park, i walk along the red, red rocks.
i write to you my family and tell you all the lie i ley,
ma i never did you proud and pa i never served the crowed.
my friends i fear if flowers in may grow upon ym distant grave, and if those flowers do be weeds i ask you dont think less of me
oh my friends i fear if flowers in may grow upon my distant grave, and if those flowers do be weeds i ask yo dont think less of me, hey.
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