"So I go where the green grass grows, The weeds are high and the sun hangs low, Look to the sky and I say, hello, Like it's the very first time, It doesn't matter how long it's been, I can talk to God like he's my best friend, Take my heart and lay it down again right there, In a dirt road prayer..." ❤️
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