| Every warm Sunday evening we all got together
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| Friendly folks would come from miles around
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| All the times they were hard but they don’t come no better
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| We had love and chicken on the ground
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| I can still see it now uncle buck would say the blessin'
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| We were all so thankful way back then
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| We would eat and laugh and talk then we started standin'
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| That was time for all our favorite hymns
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| And we would sing amazing grace and rock of ages
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| And songs about our mansions in the sky
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| Oh we would sing we were also happy waiting
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| For that great big coming by and by
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| For that great big coming by and by
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| I keep going back but only in my mem’ry
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| It’s the sweetest mem’ry of 'em all
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| And it don’t take me long to get a special feeling
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| It always comes around when i recall
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| Now we would sing amazing grace and rock of ages
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| And songs about our mansions in the sky
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| Oh we would sing we were also happy waiting
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| For that great big coming by and by
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| For that great big coming by and by
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| And we would sing amazing grace and rock of ages
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| And songs about our mansions in the sky
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| Oh we would sing we were also happy waiting
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| For that great big coming by and by
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| For that great big coming by and by |