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Close %s darling boy,
We rest your head on mama's breast,
With morning light coming in our hearts,
And and grow strong.
Through fields of green we roam,
Where songs softly call,
The memory finds a home,
And gentle shines through all.
Let laughter fill the air,
And warmth fill our souls,
For time beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So rest your head and dance, friends,
With morning light coming filling each day,
Till stars guide us home again,
And we find our home for aye.
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