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the boy only wanted to give
mother something
and all of her roses had bloomed
looking at him as he came rushing in with them
knowing her roses were doomed
all she could see were some thorns buried deep
and the tears that he cried as she tended his wounds


and she knew it was love
it was one she could understand
he was showing his love
and that's how he hurt his hands


he still remembers that night as a child
on his mother's knee
she held him close and she opened her Bible
and quietly started to read
and seeing a picture of Jesus he cried out,
"mama He's got some scars just like me!"


and he knew it was love
it was one he could understand
he was showing his love
and that's how He hurt His hands


now the boy's grown
and moved out on his own
when Uncle Sam comes along
a foreign affair but our young men were there
and luck had his number drawn
it wasn't that long till our hero was gone
he gave to a friend what he'd learned from the cross


and they knew it was love
it was one they could understand
he was showing his love
and that's how he hurt his hands







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