And now our soldier boy is missing home and now our little boy is dead as a stone.
Big toothy grin, peach fuzz on cheeks, snow-white combed hair, lanky physique. Mobile, but awkwardly made-up like some wannabe debutante.
And now our soldier boy is leaving his own and this old rag-tag neighborhood has folded and go
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"Soldier Boy" as written by Luther Dixon Florence Green
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