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Teardrops In My Eyes
I grew up with four sisters and a brother we'd always run and jump and play,
My brother and I'd pull pranks on our sisters It seemed we had a new one everyday,
We'd scare them with the frogs, the snakes and spiders, Oh we loved to make them cry,
I lost my oldest sister, now I'm the one who's got the teardrops in his eyes,
She'll never call me little brother, laugh that laugh she used to do,
When I saw her there so peaceful, all these feelings hit me true,
I wish that I could tell her that I'm sorry, and had the chance to say goodbye,
I'm looking at my Brother as we ...