I never knew my mother and the closest that I came
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Was a picture that my daddy showed to me
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When he held it in two calloused hands and told me son don't cry
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This is how the Lord intended things to be
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Daddy told me mom grew weaker on the night that I was born
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How she sufferend and the doctor didn't come
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And when daddy told his Maker Lord if it be Thy will please take her
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How the good Lord took his wife and gave a son
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As a kid I watched my daddy carve a living from the land
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Then when nighttime came he held me on his knee
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And prayed the Lord would let him live till I became a man
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My daddy loved this land the Lord and me
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Now I've been through a war where many died and never got a scratch
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And enough of dad rubbed off on me to know how I came back
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I'm a living proof the man upstairs still lives and cares and answers
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The prayers of the man who loved this land the Lord and me
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This Land The Lord And Me
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| Bill Anderson |
