.My grand daddy rarely went to church| He felt closer to God with his hands in the dirt doing hard work| With the sun on his face, the sweat on his brow| And the wind in his hair| He'd pray a prayer anywhere| He'd be standing in the middle of a fresh mowed field| The spirit would move him and h.
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