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I rolled up on a solo crash
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Down
on some lonesome road |
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Where an old man drew his final breath
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While
a tearful heaven snowed |
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I made a call to nine-one-one
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And
stayed close by his side |
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As
his fading soul he bared to me
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In the cold there where he died |
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He said... |
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Though
life is sweet it’s more sublime
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If
others you inspire
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So leave clean footprints in your time
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Be someone to admire
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Pay heed to me
who failed to see
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This truth till far too late |
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Now in place of
what I dreamt might be |
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There's just an
empty plate
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Though
life is sweet it’s more sublime
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If
others you inspire
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So leave clean footprints in your time
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Be someone to admire
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Your loving kindness freely give
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Your blessings share with others
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Make folks not born yet glad you lived
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Treat all men as your brothers
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Though
life is sweet it’s more sublime
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If
others you inspire
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So leave clean footprints in your time
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Be someone to admire
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A stranger
changed my life that day
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As his own life expired
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I pray some way he may hear me say
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That he's
someone I admire |
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Though
life is sweet it’s more sublime
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If
others you inspire
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So leave clean footprints in your time
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Be someone to admire
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