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Elanito De Leon rides his bike four miles from home To work hard in the fields of his endeavor Elanito’s momma sighed, Dios mio will provide And let our humble home survive forever The night is late, where can he be It’s after dark she can barely see the gatepost where he parks his bike The hours they start seeming like forever Now the weeks have come and gone No Elano DeLeon We can’t lose hope we pray for his survival Still his momma’s mind is full of thinking the unthinkable He is such a good boy Dios mio Elanito DeLeon We feel so helpless and alone What can we do it hurts so bad We are all so very sad without you Elanito’s momma sighed, Dios mio will provide And let our humble home survive forever