| In her bare feet, a white cotton dress
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| A ribbon holdin' back her curls
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| In a sweet gentle voice, she sings a lullaby
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| To two sleepy little girls
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| In the nightlite glow as her babies drift off
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| She looks so fragile she looks so soft
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| She’s strong, solid as a rock
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| Like a lighthouse standing alone
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| She’s strong, got the world on her shoulders
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| She keeps carryin' on
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| She can take the heat, she can take the cold winter
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| She’s got faith, there’s no quit in her
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| She’s strong, yeah so strong
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| There’s a crayon picture, says «we love you mom»
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| She keeps it in a frame on her desk
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| There’s a friend of a friend who calls now and then
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| But she’s not ready just yet
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| She might get lonely in the still of the night
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| But she’ll hold out till she knows it’s right
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| She’s strong, solid as a rock
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| Like a lighthouse standing alone
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| She’s strong, got the world on her shoulders
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| She keeps carryin' on
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| She can take the heat, she can take the cold winter
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| She’s got faith, there’s no quit in her
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| She’s strong
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| And sometimes when nobody else is around
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| She gets down
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| And sometimes in a moment of weakness
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| A single tear falls… and that’s all
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| She’s strong
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| She’s strong
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| Yeah she can take the heat, she can take the cold winter
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| She’s got faith, there’s no quit in her
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| She’s strong, yeah so strong
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| She’s strong, yeah so strong |