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Could I, please, say a few words
About the beautiful girl
Who is your wife
With her you ought to be proud
Instead of crying out loud
All of your life

Take her hand, boy, I know you can
Be a man who will understand
What she needs from you
If you do

It’s so easy for a man to walk out
As soon as he sees a dark cloud
In the horizon
And leave her though it causes her pain
To be left alone in the rain
Without a why, son

Take her hand ..

Wednesday she cried in bed
She truly wished she was dead
And do you care?
With this you shouldn’t go on
Cause one day, then, she’ll be gone
To who knows where
Take her hand ..

Words & Music:
Thomas Laursen