| Dr. Robert F. Thomas
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| May his name forever stand
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| Dr. Robert F. Thomas
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| Was a mighty, mighty man
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| And he enriched the lives
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| Of everyone that ever knew him
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| And in my song I hope to sing
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| Some of the praise that’s due him
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| Dr. Thomas was a man
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| The Lord must have appointed
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| To live among us mountain folks
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| In eastern Tennessee
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| And he delivered more than half
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| The babies in those mountains
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| Among those babies
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| He delivered me
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| There was no way to drive along
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| The roads back in those mountains
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| But Dr. Thomas got there
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| Just the same
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| He often rode on horseback
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| To get where he was needed
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| But if he had to walk
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| He always came
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| Dr. Robert F. Thomas
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| May his name forever stand
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| Dr. Robert F. Thomas
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| Was a mighty, mighty man
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| And he enriched the lives
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| Of everyone that ever knew him
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| And in my song I hope to sing
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| Some of the praise that’s due him
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| Dr. Thomas was a friend
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| A neighbor and a doctor
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| Though he seldom got a dime
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| For all he’d done
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| And I remember lots of times
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| We sent for Dr. Thomas
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| But I don’t recall a time
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| He didn’t come
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| They say a man is judged
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| By the deeds he does while living
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| A judgement when he stands
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| Before the Lord
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| And I know heaven holds a place
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| For men like Dr. Thomas
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| And I know that he’ll receive
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| His just reward
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| Dr. Robert F. Thomas
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| May his name forever stand
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| Dr. Robert F. Thomas
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| Was a mighty, mighty man
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| And he enriched the lives
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| Of everyone that ever knew him
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| And in my song I hope to sing
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| Some of the praise that’s due him |