A hundred miles out of Little Rock
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Windshield full of rain
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I-40 eastbound drivin' while I pray
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She's asleep in the backseat
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Holdin' tight to her teddy bear
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She's got her daddy's smile and her momma's hair
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And one word knocked our lives off track
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Just one word keeps us comin' back
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Across the Mississippi
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A mile or two from Beale Street
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Not too far from Graceland
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Where the king of rock and roll sleeps
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To a place for children
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Where God sends his mercy rainin' down
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In the heart of Memphis
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Where angels hang around
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All the deals that I made with God
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The conversations that we've had
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Tryin' to accept the things I could not understand
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I wanna walk her down the aisle
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While those church bells ring
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See her get the chance
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To live all her dreams
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But one word knocked our lives off track
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Just one word keeps us comin' back
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Across the Mississippi
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A mile or two from Beale Street
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Not too far from Graceland
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Where the king of rock and roll sleeps
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To a place for children
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Where God sends his mercy rainin' down
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In the heart of Memphis
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Where angels hang around
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So sleep tight baby while these four wheels roll
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'Cause just beyond the clouds there's a ray of hope
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It's a place for children
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Where God sends his mercy rainin' down
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In the heart of Memphis
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Where angels hang around
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Where Angels Hang Around
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| John Rich |
