Bobby Darwins Daughter

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Bobby Darwin's daughter looks up 
from the bible
she's been reading to the clock on 
her dirty wall of a double wide, 
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it's 3 a.m.
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Her husband's on the town shooting 
pool or fooling 'round,
or all of the above it doesn't 
matter anymore, she can't get 
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through to him
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Seems like only yesterday they were 
married in a chapel,
candlelight the whole nine yards, 
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honeymoon in Vegas, they settled 
down
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Now it's lonely nights and hungry 
kids
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She just keeps on looking for the 
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life that's not the life she's 
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living now

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Bobby Darwin's daughter used to ask 
her father
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where Santa Clause and babies and 
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God came from
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And as she's gotten older all those 
easy answers
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are somewhere between here and 
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king- dom come
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And in her darkest hours, Bobby 
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Darwin's daughter wishes she could 
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go back when
she'd ask where (Ab+)god came from 
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instead of wondering where he's 
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been

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Bobby Darwin's daughter dropping off
 the kids driving home
in the pouring rain sudden skid and 
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just like that she's clinging to her
 life
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Her husband rushes in the tiny room 
and through his tears whispers, "I 
love you,
   baby please, don't leave me now, 
you're my only life"
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He bows his head and prays aloud, 
"This one thing I promise,
if I could get just one more chance 
to be the man, I should have been 
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I'll be that man"
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She a- wakens to another world,
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stares into his grateful eyes of 
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love, she smiles at him, he takes 
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her hand

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Bobby Darwin's daughter used to ask 
her father
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where Santa Clause and babies and 
F
God came from
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And as she's gotten older all those 
easy answers
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are somewhere between here and 
   F
king- dom come
    Am                    G   
And in her darkest hours, Bobby 
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Darwin's daughter never saw till 
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now that
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she was wrong about where (Ab+)God 
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came from and that he's been here 
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all along