Last night I took to prayin'
to the man upstairs.
Life has been so trying
without you here
I just don't care.
But then I believe
Life is worth livin',
so pull up a chair son
and listen.
A penny for your prayers.
Leave a little copper by the granite
and say it proper,
cause life is short,
so be a show stopper,
cause the man upstairs
He really cares.
Leave a little histry'
in your rear view mirror.
Give it up it's no longer here.
Forgive, forget
and you just might feel,
someday we heal.
So leave a little copper
by the granite son
and say a little prayer,
I might be gone,
but it's never solong.
Never regret
to sing your song.
Forgive, forget
and you just might feel,
someday we heal.
Life is a lonely trail.
Never give up,
though you may fail
and leave a little copper
beside the granite son
and say it proper,
cause life is short,
together we heal.
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