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- "raising boy"
- a SWEET FACED MOTH-ER
- SIT-TING BY THE FIRE-SIDE.
- hER BOY HAS GONE TO
- FIGHT FOR uN-CLE sAM. hER
- EYES ARE BRIGHT WITH TEARS
- AL-THOUGH SHE'S
- SMIL-ING. aS SHE
- LIS-TENED TO THE MIL-I-TA-RY BAND HER
- THOUGHTS GO BACK TO WHEN HE WAS A
- BA-BY. hIS dAD HAD GONE WHEN
- DU-TY CALLED TO HIM. hE
- AL-WAYS CALLED HER uN-CLE sAM-MY'S
- lA-DY WHEN SHE SUNG THIS
- SONG TO sON-NY jIM. i'M
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- RAIS-ING MY BOY TO BE A SOL-DIER, tO
- FIGHT FOR THE u.s.a. i'M
- RAIS-ING MY BOY TO BE A SOL-DIER hE IS
- GROW-ING EV-ERY DAY.
- tEST-ING TO-NIGHT PRE-PAR-ING TO
- FIGHT. tHEY'LL BE OFF AT THE
- BREAK OF DAY. i'M
- RAIS-ING MY BOY TO BE A SOL-DIER. tO
- FIGHT FOR THE u.s.a.
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- tHE sOL-DIER bOY UP-ON THE FIELD OF
- BAT-TLE. dEAR MOTH-ER'S FACE SWEET
- MEM-O-RIES WOULD BRING.
- hE WOULD THINK OF DAYS WHEN CHILD-ISH
- PRAT-TLE WOULD STOP TO HEAR HIS
- DEAR OLD MOTH-ER SING. tHESE
- THOUGHTS OF HOME AND MOTH-ER MADE HIM
- TEAR-FUL, bUT BRAVE-LY HE WOULD
- MARCH ON ONCE A-GAIN. aND
- WHEN THE BOMBS AND GUNS BE-GIN TO
- RAT-TLE MY MOTH-ER'S SONG TO
- VIC-TO-RY i'LL BRING. i'M
-
- RAIS-ING MY BOY TO BE A SOL-DIER, tO
- FIGHT FOR THE u.s.a. i'M
- RAIS-ING MY BOY TO BE A SOL-DIER hE IS
- GROW-ING EV-ERY DAY.
- tEST-ING TO-NIGHT PRE-PAR-ING TO
- FIGHT. tHEY'LL BE OFF AT THE
- BREAK OF DAY. i'M
- RAIS-ING MY BOY TO BE A SOL-DIER. tO
- FIGHT FOR THE u.s.a.
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