| Grady johnson was a common man
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| Four children and some bottom land
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| Early to bed he said well that ain’t me
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| I gotta spend some time with my family
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| Left to it’s own device may becomes june
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| But children grow up all too soon
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| So love your neighbor as yourself
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| Don’t use money to measure wealth
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| Trust in God but lock your door
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| Buy low sell high and slow dance more
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| Mama johnson was grady’s wife
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| She bore his children and she graced his life
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| Hand in hand and side by side
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| They worked hard to simplify
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| Some folks have and some have not
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| What really counts is what you do with what you’ve got
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| So love your neighbor as yourself
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| Don’t use money to measure wealth
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| Trust in God but lock your door
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| Buy low sell high and slow dance more
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| And more I think I understan
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| What my father’s father meant
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| When he said son what matters most
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| You can count on just one hand
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| So love your neighbor as yourself
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| Don’t use money to measure wealth
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| Trust in God but lock your door
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| Buy low sell high and slow dance more
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| Buy low sell high and slow dance more |