| Oh sweet little boy lovely wife
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| Fell a dumb’s chicken heard the night
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| Oh parents who bring out the sticks
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| Neighbours blessing that faithful night
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| And anyone trying to hear
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| Through the den of a boar and sheer
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| And everyone’s singing la-la-la
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| Fingers stuck in whats left of your ears
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| For not giving as good as you get
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| They get some c-c-come of it yet
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| Though you may not be holding your bed
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| As God is my witness
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| I made this for you
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| I made this for you
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| I made this for you
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| Fall shine through the
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| Mellow tone in the night
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| Timeless smiling through the
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| Dead of mauling with the
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| A piece of construction paper covered in
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| Pasting glitter stuck to it
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| You stay home as you wait for the part
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| That’s the finish dissecting of faith
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| For one of for him and which good heart
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| Of sinners like us know what’s better than pain
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| God help us
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| God down this
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| As we leave the front pages in bed
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| With the war raging on in our heads
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| I could write a swath a few melody of
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| Cause it’s something that I just read
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| But I don’t wanna fight fire with fire
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| And I don’t want to preach for the choir
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| Giving just as much hell as I get
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| To people that probably like if I melt
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| So whether these days leave you laughing or crying
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| If your doing you best to be kind
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| This land is as much yours as mine
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| As God is my witness
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| I made this for you
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| I made this for you
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| I made this for you |