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The only shirt she gave him

The only shirt she gave him,
Stays away in his closet,
So secret it is to him,
He rarely thinks about it.

Stays away in his closet,
So secret it is to him,
He rarely thinks about it.
Putting his soul on a whim.

So secret it is to him,
He rarely thinks about it.
Putting his soul on a whim,
Oh, God, how much he loves it.

He rarely thinks about it,
Putting his soul on a whim
Oh, God, how much he loves it;
The only shirt she gave him.



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