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In a war torn land of poverty, some where across the sea
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There's a little guy who's waiting who looks a lot like me
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His hair is like a raven or the wings of a crow
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I don't know what they named him ,but I'm sure they call 
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him Joe

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Just a little guy called Joe like so many more I know
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Left all alone somewhere across the sea
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I want him to have my name, little Joe is mine to claim
                        A              D
This little guy called Joe belongs to  me


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His mother died to give him life, the night my orders came
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I wanted to be with him but war's an evil thing
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Now he won't recognize me, but I've got to let him know
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That he means much more to someone, than just a little 
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called Joe