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By John Michael Montgo, My dear son, it's almost June
I hope this letter catches
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By John Michael Montgo, When I was fourteen I was falling fast
For a blue
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By John Michael Montgo, He packed an old cane pole
Across his shoulder through the
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By John Michael Montgo, There's a little boy on his knees beside his bed
With
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By John Michael Montgo, Come on, sugar, take off your sneakers
Come on, baby, let
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By John Michael Montgo, Come on, sugar, take off your sneakers
Come on, baby, let
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By John Michael Montgo, The world's been spinning 'round since time began
An' when it
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By John Michael Montgo, Tennis ball and a catcher's mitt
I remember that boy throwing
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By John Michael Montgo, Sit down here with me now
Baby, you look good tonight
That
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By John Michael Montgo, Before my second year of college
You were barely seventeen
I was
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By John Michael Montgo, Don't need a vacation to get work off our minds
Me
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By John Michael Montgo, Alarm clock rang about a quarter to eight
Before I even
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By John Michael Montgo, You woke up this morning
Changes were taking place
You looked in
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By John Michael Montgo, He's got lucky arms, he gets to hold her
The way
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By John Michael Montgo, Oh yeah, here we go man
This little lady down in
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By John Michael Montgo, Candles in the window
Lights are on the tree
Presents wrapped in
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By John Michael Montgo, Remember when pocket change was all we had
And all those
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By John Michael Montgo, That house on the hill is long gone
Now she's living
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By John Michael Montgo, Catching Babe Ruth, catching Roger Maris
The way you caught my
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By John Michael Montgo, O Holy Night
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night
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By John Michael Montgo, Darlin' I have a true confession
I ran into an old
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By John Michael Montgo, Happy Anniversary, baby
The years are rushing by us
You are more
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By John Michael Montgo, All week long I been workin' that nine to five
Dreamin'
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By John Michael Montgo, (Chuck Jones/Steve Seskin)
Look at me, eighteen and tanned,
Behind the
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By John Michael Montgo, I don't take your breath away
My tongue don't get tied
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By John Michael Montgo, I don't have a lot to show
For these years of
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By John Michael Montgo, (Produced by Csaba Petocz)
Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer
Had a very shiny
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By John Michael Montgo, You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout,
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By John Michael Montgo, She's not much for thrills and says things with fancy
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By John Michael Montgo, I've been blown away, I've been swept off my feet
Lost