(Rob Crosby/Allen Shamblin)
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He had a bottle in his left hand an old Bible in his right
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I thought now there's a sinner when he asked me for a light
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He hit me for a dollar I just turned and walked away
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I was feeling high and mighty when I heard him say
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Pray for me
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Pray for me
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Pray for me and I will pray for you
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I thought who is he to pray for me as I hit my power lock
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And then the weight of my hypocracy fell on me like a rock
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I caught him at the corner and I give him my last 10
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I say please forgive me brother and until we meet again
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Pray for me
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Pray for me
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Pray for me and I will pray for you
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You know each of us is broken somewhere deep inside
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And we're really not that different when you strip away the pride
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We've all got our struggles and chains that we can't break
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And you never know the difference on simple prayer can make
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I stood there on the corner and I wached him drifting off
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As the sun behind St. Mary's made the shadow of a cross
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On a street of busy people and places on the run
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I felt like calling out to each and every one
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Pray for me
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Pray for me
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Pray for me and I will pray for you
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Pray for me
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Pray for me
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Pray for me and I will pray for you
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Pray for me
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Pray for me
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Pray for Me
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| Ty Herndon |
