| In a world like today
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| It’s a rare occasion to be able
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| To see young mothers like the ones
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| That were around when I grew up
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| But they live on in memory
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| To quite a few of us
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| And this song is dedicated
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| To those who cherish that memory
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| Early one Sunday morning
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| Breakfast was on the table
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| There was no time to eat
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| She said to me, «Boy, hurry to Sunday school»
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| Filled with her load of glory
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| We learned the holy story
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| She’ll always have her dreams
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| Despite the things this troubled world can bring
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| Oh, Sadie
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| Don’t you know we love you
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| Sweet Sadie
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| Place no one above you
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| Sweet Sadie (well, well, well)
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| Living in the past
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| Some times it seems so funny
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| But no money will turn your life around
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| Sweeter than cotton candy
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| Stronger than papa’s old brandy
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| Always that needed smile
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| Once in awhile she would break down and cry
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| Some times she’d be so happy
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| Just being with us and daddy
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| Standing the worst of times
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| Breaking the binds with just a simple song
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| Oh, Sadie (oh, Sadie, baby)
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| Don’t you know we love you (she'll love us all in a special way)
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| Sweet Sadie (well, well, well)
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| Place no one above you
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| Sweet Sadie (sweet Sadie livin' in the past)
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| Living in the past
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| Oh, she’s never sinnin'
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| In love she’s always winnin, yeah
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| Sadie (My, my, my, my, my)
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| Don’t you know we love you (I love you, mama)
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| Sweet Sadie
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| Place no one above you (I just can’t forget)
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| Sweet Sadie (how you gave me love, oh, Lord)
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| Living in the past
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| If there’s a heaven up above
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| I know she’s teaching angels how to love
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| Sadie (It's a mean world without you)
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| Don’t you know we love you
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| Sweet Sadie (all the love you showed)
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| Place no one above you (oh, I could never, ever doubt her lovely word)
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| Sweet Sadie
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| Living in the past
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| Ain’t it funny that in the end it’s not money
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| It’s just the love you gave us all |