When my last song is sung and my lifes work is done
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And my old faithful guitar loses tone
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You won't find me troubled then, wishing I could sing again
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When my last song is sung I'll be gone.
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What a gift the Lord has shared with a man who never cared
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Claiming every note I'd writtrn for my own
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So before ir comes my time there's a song of thanks in line
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Before my Lord and Savior calls me home.
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Let me sing a song for Jesus everyday
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For He's the one who guides me every step of the way
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He's my soul inspiration and the one who guides my pen
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So let the last song I sing be for him...
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When My Last Song Is Sung
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Merle Haggard |