| For Heaven's Sake |
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It's the words of my mother, When her poor heart I'd break, Saying, "Honey, what are you doing? For Heaven's sake!"
I will always remember,
What are you doing
Are you building a mansion,
When the road that's not taken
Be sure to tell others
What are you doing
Are you building a mansion, |
| © 2002 by Claytia Doran |
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