| Recorded by hank williams, sr.
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| Words and music by fred rose
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| theres a road thats straight and narrow
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| That the saints have travelled on Paved with all the tribulations
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| Of the martyrs that have gone
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| If youre grateful for their victries
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| And for showin us the way
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| Then give thanks for all your blessins
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| Get on your knees and pray.
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| Thank God for evry flower and each tree
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| Thank God for all the mountains and the seas
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| Thank God for givin life to you and me Wherever you may be, thank god.
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| In this world of grief and sorrow
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| Filled with selfishness and greed
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| There remains the glory fountain
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| To supply our every need
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| You can find it in the temple
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| With a welcome on the door
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| But be sure to count your blessins
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| Before you ask for more.
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| Be forgivin to the wayward
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| Like the master told us to When he said forgive them father
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| For they know not what they do They would change their way of livin
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| If they could but understand
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| So remember theyre your brothers
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| They need a helpin hand. |