(Mark D. Sanders/Bob Regan)
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He said "I know this ain't the time or place
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Bur Lord I need to talk"
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In a business suit in a corner booth
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In a crowded little restaurant
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We all tried not to listen
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We all tried not to look
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But a whole room full of customers
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And the waitress and the cook
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All stopped what we were doin'
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When he bowed his head
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In that silence we heard every word he said
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"I been tryin' to do things my way
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Down here on life's highway
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Slippin' slidin' sideways
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'Tween no way and nowhere
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If I could only gain a foothold
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Up there on your high road
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Lord if you hear me help me
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I'll do anything you tell me to
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All I've got to offer you is this
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Backslider's prayer
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Well the waitress made the first move
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When she filled his coffee cup
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She said "You ain't alone here mister
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You're speakin' for the rest of us"
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I heard some scattered "amens"
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And a couple of "I've been there's"
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Then things got back to normal
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The dishes and the silverwate
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Were clangin' in the kitchen
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Like an angel's band
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As I took my place in line
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To shake his hand ('cause)
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"I been tryin' to do things my way
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Down here on life's highway
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Slippin' slidin' sideways
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'Tween no way and nowhere
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If I could only gain a foothold
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Up there on your high road
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Lord if you hear me help me
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I'll do anything you tell me to
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All I've got to offer you is this
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Backslider's prayer
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If I could only gain a foothold
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Up there on your high road
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Lord if you hear me help me
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I'll do anything you tell me to
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All I've got to offer you is this
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Backslider's prayer
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Backslider's Prayer
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Ty England |