Just a picture on a table
Just some letters Mama saved
And a costume broach from England
On the back it has engraved:
To Eileen, I love you
London, nineteen forty-three.
And she never heard from him again
And he never heard of me And the war still ain't over for Mama
Every night in her dreams she still sees
The young face of someone who left her
Silver medals and sweet memories
In Mama's bedroom closet
To this day on her top shelf
There's a flag folded three-cornered
Layin' all by itself
And the Sargent would surely be honored
To know how pretty she still is
And that after all these lonely years
His Eileen's still his
And the war still ain't over for Mama
Every night in her dreams she still sees
The young face of someone who left her
Silver medals and sweet memories
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the war finally over for momma every night in her dreams she still seen the young face of someone who left her silver medals and sweat memories
last Thursday laying in her bed she gently lay back and head and closed her sky blue eyes and left
now there war finally over for momma every night in her dreams she would see the young face of someone who left her silver medals and sweat memories
today we layed her to rest next to daddy the spot seem to be the best we stood there with eyes of tears but happy in our hearts that there finally reunited after all these years
cause the war was never over for momma every night in her dreams she still seen the young face of someone who left her silver medical and sweat memory's
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There will be peace in the valley for me, some day
There will be peace in the valley
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