| Well God bless Texas
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| And Deakon Shackleford
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| He read the bible seven times
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| And he believed every word
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| That ol' beat up leather book had been through it all
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| He sat on the back pew so he could chew him a chaw
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| Singin'
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| «Amazing Grace
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| How sweet the sound»
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| That saved a wrech like me
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| He carried candy for the kids in his Sunday dress coat
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| He’d take me fishin' after church
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| And taught me things I needed to know
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| No, Deakon didn’t have a family
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| Lord knows he wished he did
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| He told the whole congregation that I was his grandkid
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| And today he joined up with Jesus
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| Wearing shiny pearl snaps
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| We sang a few gospel hymns
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| And then the soldier played taps
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| I bet he’s walkin' with Pete down the street paved with gold
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| Showin' off his brand spanking new wings
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| And his barbed wire halo
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| He married sweet Emma Grace before the war was through
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| She held his right arm next to his anchor tatoo
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| He was on a ship off at sea when she died in child birth
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| He lost his whole world from the far side of the earth
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| He lost the will to love
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| He lost the will to live
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| Until he met a man who taught him to forgive
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| Yeah life took him to hell and back
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| To hell and back a time or two
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| But in the end he beat the devil until he was black and blue
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| Singin'
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| «I once was lost
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| But now I’m found
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| Was blind
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| But now I see»
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| Before he went he made me promise him that I wouldn’t cry
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| And though I told him that I wouldn’t I couldn’t help but lie
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| Cause today he joined up with Jesus
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| Wearing shiny pearl snaps
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| We sang a few gospel hymns
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| And then the soldier played taps
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| I bet he’s walking with Pete down the street paved with gold
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| As sure as the old church bell still rings
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| He always said he had country in his soul
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| He’s showing off his brand spanking new wings
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| And his barbed wire halo
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| Sweet chariots coming forth to carry me home |