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At the Hour

Daddy told me put your boots on son You can’t stay home in bed all day Go out and be useful to someone Or we’ll keep going round 'til you see it my way   Oh Mama won’t you kiss me At the hour At the hour When I set off alone   Still runnin' around this old world Though the maps never seem quite right Daddy calls me up now and then Tells me to keep on fighting the good fight   Hey Mama won’t you pray for me At the hour At the hour When I’m out in the wild unknown   He says trust me boy How you do it don’t so much matter Make a joke, sing a song, build a house So long as you’re making it better   I said I hear you Dad But I ain’t so sure it’s workin' out If you’re workin' then it’s workin' son 'Cause that's what the whole damn thing’s about   So Mama won’t you throw your arms 'round me At the hour At the hour When I finally come home May 4, 2019

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