Zach Gill

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She's close to God, I'm sure of that She sits him down, and they have a chat She asks for sunshine, and he agrees You see, for her, He'd do anything You watch them grow, then you let 'em go She is a monkey, and I'm her tree And now she's climbing all over me Swinging on my vines dancing on my limbs Her monkey sounds sound like angel's hymns You watch them grow, then you let 'em go You watch them grow, then you let 'em go She is an angel, she is an imp She's got my big toe, and her mother's lips She gives fishy kisses, and great big bear hugs 42 pounds of pure love Then one day she'll be 17, feelin' too big for her home Seems she was just only 3, oh how our children they grow You watch them grow, then you let 'em go You watch them grow, then you let 'em go You watch them grow, then you let 'em go You watch them grow, then you let 'em go Then one day she'll be 33, maybe with a child of her own Seems she was just 17, oh how our children they grow He'll ask for sunshine, and she'll agree You see for him, she'd do anything He is her child, the center of her world She is his mother... my little girl You watch them grow, then you let 'em go You watch them grow, then you let 'em go Submitted by Anonymous

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