I'm proud to walk along with you
No matter where we go
Men will turn and pose a stare
But they will never know
The feeling to be close to you
To feel your loving ways
They'll stare in awe and ponder some
Throughout their dying days
I'm proud to walk along with you
I'll never leave your side
Protect you I will always do
I'll never run and hide
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