| and what a holy art, then the devil seen us empty our
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| souls and damned the songs in our hearts,
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| we go through life-just like it was planned,
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| always wondering who we are-blessed or damned.
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| .Verse 2) I read about a singer-who took home all the
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| awards, I guess he’s one of the chosen few-that's his
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| reward, but there’s a troubadour in a beer joint-and
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| he’s singing to empty chairs and his empty can,
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| no it aint hard to figure out-who's blessed or damned. |
| chorus)
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| And I hope heaven has a place,
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| for those of us-who lost our way,
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| and I pray he’ll understand and bless the damned.
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| .Instrumental)Chorus) And I hope heaven has a place,
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| for those of us-who lost our way,
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| and I pray he’ll understand-and bless the damned.
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| .Tag)and I pray he’ll understand-and bless the damned… |