| There was a gentleman I knew
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| A stroke held his wife fast asleep
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| And his whole life had come down to
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| The vigil he would daily keep
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| I asked would he rather be free?
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| And this is how he answered me
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| That’s the deal, that’s the bargain that you make
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| That’s the vow that two hearts take
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| That if better turns to worse you will abide
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| That’s the deal, if it were not for God’s grace
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| I might be there in her place and she’d be right by my side
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| That’s the deal
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| In my mind I still hear him talk
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| I keep those words like souvenirs
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| Brought from a place where couples walk
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| Arm in arm through this veil of tears
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| I pray someday for my own sake
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| I find the heart I’ll never break
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| That’s the deal, that’s the bargain that you make
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| That’s the vow that two hearts take
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| That if better turns to worse you will abide
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| That’s the deal, if it were not for God’s grace
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| I might be there in her place and she’d be right by my side
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| That’s the deal
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| That’s the deal
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| That’s the deal |