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Lyrics:
Hes got a son And it seems to me Reminds me of childhood memories But everything was as fresh as a bright blue sky
Now and then when I see his face It takes me away to that special place And if I stare too long Ill probably break down and cry
Sweet child o mine Sweet love of mine
Hes got eyes of the bluest skies And if they thought of rain I hate to look into those eyes And see an ounce of pain His hair reminds me Of a warm safe place Where as a child Id hide And pray for the thunder And the rain To quietly pass me by
Sweet child o mine Sweet love of mine
Where do we go Where do we go now Where do we go
Sweet child o mine
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