Our Father’s words

I was 23 in 91          callused and tough needed no one        To get me down                  

Ladies and liquor were my best friends      both said they’d be there till the end 

I found myself alone ------    wishing I was back home

 I heard the ringing of the telephone      they said God called your daddy home

He finally had enough ------ he left a box of his old stuff

I dove right in looking for gold    the only thing inside King James wrinkled and old

And an old-bible school-photograph      my lost mind went back

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As I heard my father’s words     

They brought back memories from a simpler time long ago

Grandma’s Sunday dinners     and my dog Spot

That 10 point buck              and advice I forgot

When I left home       and walked out        on my father’s words

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I was going to wind up in jail or dead   voices like a river raging through my head

But one stood out ----   on the back of the photograph 

He  wrote “Son I’m always hear for you, if you come up short, you know what to do

So I put the bottle down ----   and picked the gospel up

I left sin city and went back home    on bent knees confessed of all I done

with cleansed eyes I could finally see      what had been waiting for me

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As I read my Father’s words

 They told sacred stories from a time ago

Of how God sent            His only Son

To cleanse the sins        of everyone

Who accept Him     and believe          in His Father’s words

                                                        **Bridge**

Its ten years later I have a son of my own

I told him “Boy don’t take on this world alone   It’ll get you down “

“When it all seems to close in on you”   “Remember the one thing you have got to do”

“Inside these worn pages you’ll find the truth     the words our Father spoke to you”

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As he heard our Father’s words

His innocent young eyes looked like mine       long ago

I pray to God            that I raise him

To be a better man      than I had been

When I had a lost soul     I pray he listens       to our Father’s words

Yes help him Jesus        to hear our Father’s words