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We were 18, it was prom night
We had our first big fight
She said, "Pull this car over"
I did and then I told her, "I don't know what you are crying for"
I grabbed her hand as she reached for the door

She said, "I'll walk, let go of my hand
Right now I'm hurt, and you don't understand
So just be quiet, and later we will talk
Just leave, don't worry, I'll walk"

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It was a dark night, a black dress
Driver never saw her, around the bend
I never will forget the call, or driving to the hospital
When they said her legs still wouldn't move
I cried when I walked into her room

She said, "I'll walk, please come and hold my hand
Right now I'm hurt, and I don't understand
Lets just be quiet, and later we can talk
Please stay, don't worry, I'll walk"

I held her hand through everything
The weeks and months of therapy
And I held her hand and asked her to be my bride

She's dreamed from a little girl to have her daddy bring her down the aisle
So from her wheelchair, she looks up to him and smiles

And says, "I'll walk, please hold my hand
I know that this will hurt, I know you understand
Please daddy, don't cry, this is already hard
Let's go, don't worry, I'll walk"

Writer(s): Lonnie Lee Fowler, Brent Andrew Wilson

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