Brand new shoes, they hurt my feet
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This lace collar's chokin' me
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Cuttin' off my air supply,
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When I hang my head to cry
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When I hang my head to cry
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I see tears on daddy's face
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Someone's hummin' "Amazing Grace"
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Rain beats on this graveside tier
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Preacher says he did repent
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Preacher says he did repent
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They've got him layin' there in pin stripes,
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How'd they get him in that suit?
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I guess the Lord will recognise him,
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Without his overalls an' mule
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An' they all say he looks so natural
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But all I see's a cold dark hole
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I won't commit this day to memory
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That ain't the Grandpa that I know
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That ain't the Grandpa that I know
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Tractor never pulled his plough,
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He walked, an' cussed, an' loved that ground
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His hand sowed each and every seed
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An' he'd pray for rain an' fight the weeds
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He'd pray for rain an' fight the weeds
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He said: "The simple life, it suits me fine"
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Never dreamed beyond the County line
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Grandma was his boyhood bride
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He'll be there in her arms tonight
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He'll sleep there in her arms tonight
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They've got him layin' there in pin stripes,
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How'd they get him in that suit?
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I guess the Lord will recognise him,
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Without his overalls an' mule
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An' they all say he looks so natural
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But all I see's a cold dark hole
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I won't commit this day to memory
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That ain't the Grandpa that I know
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They played a pretty organ number
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Swore it was his favorite tune
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But I know he preferred a fiddle
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Playin' Carroll County Blues
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They all say he looks so natural
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But all I see's a cold dark hole
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I won't commit this day to memory
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That ain't the Grandpa that I know
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That ain't the Grandpa that I know
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The Grandpa That I Know
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| Patty Loveless |
