She Smiled for All of Us

She was different than us,
Little JoAnne can't hear you see?
And when we grew up she wanted,
to make friends like the rest of us,
but she didn't hear the teases and,
taunts not the things that were said,
behind her back and she always laughed,
when we were laughing she always,
smiled when we were smiling and,
She smiled for all of us.

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And her hand shot out,
She couldn't hear our cries!
And I wake up in tears,
Your scream still haunts me,
Little JoAnne smiled for all of us.

On the hill above the street,
We played ball with our little hands,
and feet and Little JoAnne sat,
On the line with her little eyes,
Darting from side to side and she,
Clapped when we did something great,
And even when we kicked the ball in the,
Street Little JoAnne was the first to help.
She smiled for all of us.

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The ball rolled and rolled and,
Little JoAnne giggled and followed.
And as the ball reached the concrete,
Far below on the busy street we screamed,
"JoAnne no!" but as we know,
She was different than us,
Little JoAnne can't hear you see?
And she chased that ball and she caught it,
As she turned back to smile...
She smiled for all of us.

JOANNE - HER HAND SHOT OUT
JOANNE - HER VOICE RANG OUT
JOANNE - HER TIME WAS OUT
JOANNE! JOANNE! JOANNE!

Her grave is only 4 and half feet long,
And as we stand not understanding,
JoAnne's mom couldn't keep standing,
Her father weeping and his tears were landing,
On a casket 6 feet below oh no, oh no...
And the preacher would go on to say,
That if JoAnne were here today.
She'd smile for all of us.