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  • She's my only true love
    She's all that I think of
    Look here in my wallet
    That's her

    She grew up on a farm there
    There's a place on my arm
    Where I've written
    Her name next to mine

    You see I just can't live without her
    And I'm her only boy
    And she grew up outside McHenry
    In Johnsburg, Illinois

    It's the writing the name on the arm bit that gets me with this one, every time!

  • And I feel so much older now
    And you're much older too
    How's your husband and how's the kids?
    You know that I got married too?

    One of my favourites of old Tom Frost. Fantastically transporting. Thing about lyrics is they're not poetry, and they need to be sung, what looks like nothing written on a page can be devastating when sung.

  • Yeah, I could think of many more lyrics but can't split then from the melody. That song of Tom's is one of the few that work (just...) on their own.

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