Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Fire on The Farm

It wuz good not ta fight the temptation ta run.
When the fire starts ta blaze it’s best ya get out a their sun

You got ta know barns full of dried dead hay
Tend ta light on fire an stay that way

What ya did was wrong, playin with the matches
Stop strugglin, yull only rip where the skin attaches,
But by the will of God, he let ya live
Gave ya burns, but boy he did forgive

An I would not be a good man
If I did not try and make ya understand
That he does work in mysterious ways

An when ya come to ya end of days,
Yull remember back to when ya burnt ya pa’s barn
An ran screamin, burnt up, round ya pa’s farm

There’s a lesson there boy I don’t want ya missin
About lookin past some pain toward the Lord’s blessin:
That sometimes bad things could very well be worse
Cause we might not need an ambulance, but a hearse

So when ya on that hospital table
Remember that ya daddy was willin and able
To show ya the light that come from the dark
An the healin power within God's spark

Ya gonna be in pain, make no mistake
Just think back to how I told ya everythin’s fate
And I know in my heart God’ll let ya learn
That ta get ta heaven some angles have ta burn.

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