| Grew up one state North of Kentucky
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| A Family far from rolling in the money
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| 7 brothers and sisters to feed and love
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| Granddaddy said she kept her eyes on the sky
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| Watching all the little birds fly
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| Staring at heaven like her lost home
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| None of her dreams held fame and fortune
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| She wanted a husband and children that loved her
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| Spreading her wings her feet left ground in Indiana
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| Driving down south just to marry my daddy
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| Leaving the life she’d known and loved behind
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| She never cussed or drank, kept food on the table
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| Hell, I kept her on her knees in prayer
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| She’s a God-sent blessing, willing and able
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| As Indiana’s angel
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| Baby back home your daddy’s dying
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| 'Bout then the king of perfect timing
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| Walked in with liquor on my breath
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| I sat and watched all of her tears glisten
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| She said, «Son you’ll learn to listen
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| A man stands taller from his knees
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| Now I’ll never forget how much that hurt
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| She said, «Son, one day, I’ll be gone; |
| you won’t have to hear these words
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| Spreading her wings her feet left ground in Indiana
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| Driving down south just to marry my daddy
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| Leaving the life she’d known and loved behind
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| She never cussed or drank, kept food on the table
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| Hell, I kept her on her knees in prayer
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| She’s a God-sent blessing, willing and able
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| As Indiana’s angel
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| Spreading her wings her feet left ground in Indiana
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| Driving down south just to marry my daddy
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| Leaving the life she’d known and loved behind
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| She never cussed or drank, kept food on the table
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| Hell, I kept her on her knees in prayer
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| She’s a God-sent blessing, willing and able
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| As Indiana’s angel |