Lord I wish that you could take me
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Back to 1983
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Before my folks untied the knot that bound our home
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And busted up the family tree
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We¡¯d get up early every Sunday
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Pile into my grandaddy¡¯s van
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Head over to the steeple three generations in a pew
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And I couldn¡¯t wait until the alter call began
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Together we¡¯d all stand and sing along
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We¡¯d do the gospel Mawmaw taught us every song
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When it was over we¡¯d go have a Sunday meal
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The preacher¡¯s call on Brother Bill he¡¯d bless the food
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And we¡¯d all share in it together
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Together
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Lord I wish that you could take me
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Back to those Raven county hills
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We¡¯d head up to Black Rock Mountain for a family affair
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Throw some hot dogs and burgers on the grill
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I¡¯d pull up a chair beside my Mama
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Listen to her brag on all us kids
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To this day I can¡¯t believe how proud that woman was
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After all of the crazy things we did
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Together we¡¯d all enjoy the feud
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Take in the laughter, let it heal our blues
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I was barely 18, but even then I understood
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There was power in the blood that kept us hangin in
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Holdin on together
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Together
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There¡¯ll be a wedding or a funeral
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Every year or so
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We¡¯ll see the familiar faces
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Sayin¡¯ oh ain¡¯t it a shame we don¡¯t get together anymore
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¡®Cept at these awkward places
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Yeah the sanctuaries and the fellowship hall have really become a drag
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Now everybody¡¯s gettin older
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We¡¯ve all gone our separate ways
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But I¡¯m tired of the excuses and I¡¯ve made up my mind
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We¡¯re meetin up at my house this comin Saturday
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I¡¯ll get some barbecue and light beer
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Sweet tea and kool-aid for the little ones
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We¡¯¡¯ put lawn chairs in the backyard
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Sit and catch up on lost times
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Watch the kids runnin round don¡¯t it sound like fun
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Together same blood within our veins
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A new generation to proudly share our family name
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We¡¯ll raise a bottle to the ones who came before
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The ones who ain¡¯t with us anymore
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Lord, I bet they¡¯re happy knowin¡¯
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We¡¯re all here together
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When it¡¯s over we¡¯ll all say a long good-bye
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Oh baby sitster don¡¯t you cry it won¡¯t until
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We¡¯ll all be together
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Together
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Together
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Together
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Together
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Together
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| Corey Smith |
