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 DEATH OF AN INNOCENT
   I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said.
    You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead
    I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would.
    I didn't drink and drive, Mom, even though the others said I should.
    I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right.
    Now the party is finally ending, Mom, as everyone is driving out of
sight.
     As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
 
    Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.
    I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road,
     the other car didn't see me, Mom, and hit me like a load.
 
    As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say,
     the other guy is drunk, Mom, and now I'm the one who will pay.
   I'm lying here dying, Mom..  I wish you'd get here soon.
    How could this happen to me, Mom?  My life just burst like a balloon.
    There is blood all around me, Mom, and most of it is mine.
    I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.
     I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink.
    It was the others, Mom.  The others didn't think.
    He was probably at the same party as I.
   The only difference is, he drank and I will die.
    Why do people drink, Mom?  It can ruin your whole life.
     I'm feeling sharp pains now.  Pains just like a knife.
   The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair.
    I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.
    Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.  Tell Daddy to be brave.
    And when I go to heaven, Mom, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave
 
    Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive.
    If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive.
    My breath is getting shorter, Mom.  I'm becoming very scared.
    Please don't cry for me, Mom.
 When I needed you, you were always there.
    I have one last question, Mom, before I say good bye.
    I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?
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