| Like a book on a shelf
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| Taking up space
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| Like a six string in a closet
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| Locked up in it’s case
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| I was lost and alone
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| Just another man
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| 'Til you finally picked me up and made me who I am
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| I’m like Billy Graham’s bible
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| And that old guitar Willie plays
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| The good lord had a plan for them
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| The moment they were made
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| In the right hands, they come alive
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| You understand, the reason why
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| Some things wind up where they’re meant to be
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| Like Billy Graham’s bible
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| Willie’s old guitar, and me
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| My whole life changed
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| When I found you
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| I never dreamed I’d ever be the me
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| That I’ve turned into
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| I’d be out there driftin'
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| On my own
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| Always lying in your lovin' arms
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| I know I’m finally home
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| Like Billy Graham’s bible
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| And that old guitar Willie plays
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| The good lord had a plan for them
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| The moment they were made
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| In the right hands, they come alive
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| You understand, the reason why
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| Some things wind up where they’re meant to be
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| Like Billy Graham’s bible
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| Willie’s old guitar, and me
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| Well souls got saved and blue eyes cried
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| Here I am with you tonight
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| Thank god some things wind up where they’re meant to be
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| Like Billy Graham’s bible
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| Willie’s old guitar, and me |