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The snow in Montana was three feet high
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Lady at the counter said,
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There ain't no flights
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So he called her on the telephone,
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He said I'll rent a car
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And I'll drive home.
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She said,
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I'll wait for you like I did last year
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At Christmas time with you family here,
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And your truck broke down
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Out in San Antone
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And the gifts stayed wrapped
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Till you got home,
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Oh this ain't nothing new,
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Sweetheart I'll wait for you.
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Now he's on his cell phone
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In a Coupe deVille
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Talking to the one he loves and always will
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His heart is breaking
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Cause she's there alone
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Her heart is aching
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Cause she wants him home
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She says i'll wait for you
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Like in '68 when our child was due
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I said It will have to wait
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Until his dad gets here,
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And stands by my side,
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Remember dear our son's first cry.
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Soh this ain't nothing new,
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Sweetheart I'll wait for you.
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He didn't stop all day
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To eat a bite,
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And he finally got there around midnight
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The doctor said she's in a better place
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She said to give you this note,
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Just in case.
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And it said I'll wait for you
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At heaven's gate,
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Oh I don't care how long it takes
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And I'll tell St. Pete I can't come in
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Without my love and my best friend,
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Oh this ain't nothing new,
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Sweetheart I'll wait for you.
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P.S. I love you too
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| Sweatheart I'll wait for you... |