| There was an angel working overtime on that night in '93
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| I was gonna show 'em all that a z-28 could outrun anything
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| but it was somewhere between 3rd and 4th gear where I lost control
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| and how I walked away without a scratch the good lord only knows
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| Now I know it might sound kinda strange but there’s only one reason why
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| one last draw out of a cigarette could ever save your life.
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| But I should have been standing where Bobby was when that beam came crashing
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| down
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| And why the Lord took him instead of me I still can’t figure out
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| I guess God’s not through with me yet
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| cuz He pulled me back from every trap that the devil’s ever set
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| And I wonder at the plan He’s got for the time that I got left
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| So all I can say is til He puts me to rest
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| I guess God’s not through with me yet
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| When I wake up every morning
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| I try not to be afraid
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| knowin' every day is closer
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| to the last breath I’ll ever take
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| and it’s only through my faith
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| that I can truly understand
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| that in the end
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| once again
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| it’s always in His hands
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| and I guess God’s not through with me yet
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| cuz He pulled me back from every trap that the devil’s ever set
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| and I wonder at the plan He’s got for the time that I got left
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| so all I can say is til He puts me to rest
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| I guess God’s not through with me yet
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| no I guess God’s not through with me yet |