Murder in the City

If I get murdered in the city
 Don't go revenging in my name
 A person dead from such is plenty
 There's no sense in getting locked away
 And when I leave your arms
 The things that I think of
 No need to get over alarmed
 I'm coming home
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 I'm coming home
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 I wonder which of us is better
 Which one our parents loved the most?
 I sure did get in lots of trouble
 And they seemed to let the other go
 A tear fell from my father's eyes
 I wondered what my dad would say?
 He said, "I love you and I'm proud of you both
 In so many different ways"
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 If I get murdered in the city
 Go and read the letter in my desk
 Don't bother with all my belongings and all
 But pay attention to the list
 Make sure my wife knows that I loved her
 Make sure my daughter knows the same
 And always remember there was nothing worth sharing
 Like the love that let us share our name
 Always remember there is nothing worth sharing
 Like the love that lets share our name