| To a man and wife three sons were born on the same day a bright Sundy morn
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| Three boys with exactly the same chance in life
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| Their daddy was a wealthy man they’d know no hunger or strife
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| Their names were Carroll Gerald and Harold Dee
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| The years passed quickly it seemed for the three
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| Carroll studied law with a bachelor’s degree
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| He’d read law books till way in the night
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| To be the world’s greatest lawyer was his goal in life
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| Gerald studied numbers he was like a machine
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| Adding subtracting multiplying accounting was his dream
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| The books were untouched by the last of the three
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| Just God’s Holy Bible would interest Harold Dee
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| But he’d read it and recite it in his study for days
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| Without eating or sleeping learning of God’s ways
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| The rest of the family would go to town but Harold Dee would stay home
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| And through the woods and the fields he’d walk around
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| Why they wouldn’t even get him to the barbershop
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| Several months passed and his folks told him this foolishness must stop
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| His mama and daddy said his hair was a disgrace
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| Not to mention the beard that grew long on his face
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| At least they decided Harold Dee must leave home
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| Unlike Carroll and Gerald he had no business of his own
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| And his reputation was hurtin' the family name
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| The weird boy with the beads and the sandals and the bangs
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| Six years passed no one knew where he went
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| Then the county was told a revival was a comin' in the world’s biggest tent
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| Why it seemed the whole county was there opening night not one empty seat
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| When the missionary walked to the pulpit the crowd rose to their feet
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| Everyone stared with shock and disbelief
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| Whispers went through the crowd I believe that’s Harold Dee
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| The missionary held a closed Bible in his hands and spoke with a voice soft and
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| kind
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| And recited Genesis Matthews Mark Luke and John and Revelations line at a time
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| It lasted four hours but not one left their seat
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| God’s power had been given and delivered by Brother Harold Dee
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| In the fourth row from the front sat his mother and dad
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| His two brother and their wives he looked at them and smiled and said
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| God bless you for coming tonight let us pray
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| God thank you for the great books that give knowledge to men
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| Of science fiction figures and the laws of the land
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| But most of all thank you for the Book of Life eternally
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| Your Holy Bible that you taught every word to Harold Dee amen |