^DANOTHER DAY I^GS AT END ^AMAMA SA^DYS SHE'S TIRED AGAIN ^DNO ONE ^AMCAN EVEN BEG^GIN^A TO TELL HER

^DI HARDLY KNOW WHAT^G TO SAY ^ABUT MAYBE IT'S^D BETTER THAT WAY ^DIF PAPA WE^AMRE HERE I'^GM ^ASURE HE'D TELL HER

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^DSHANNO^GN IS GONE ^DI HOPE SHE'S DRIFTING OUT TO SEA ^DSHE ALW^GAYS LOVED TO S^AWIM AWAY ^DMAYBE SHE^G'LL FIND^D AN ISL^GAND WITH A SHADY TREE ^DJUST LIKE^G THE O^BMNE I^GN OUR BACKYARD

MAMA TRIES HARD TO PRETEND THINGS WILL GET BETTER AGAIN SOMEHOW SHE'S KEEPING IT ALL INSIDE HER BUT FINALLY THE TEARS FILL OUR EYES AND I KNOW THAT SOMEWHERE TONIGHT SHE KNOWS HOW MUCH WE REALLY MISS HER SHANNON IS GONE I HOPE SHE'S DRIFTING OUT TO SEA SHE ALWAYS LOVED TO SWIM AWAY MAYBE SHE'LL FIND AN ISLAND WITH A SHADY TREE JUST LIKE THE ONE IN OUR BACKYARD JUST LIKE THE ONE IN OUR BACKYARD Official Website http://www.henrygross.com/

Henry Gross - Shannon