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I know your life on earth was troubled, Only you could know the pain. You weren't afraid to face the devil, You were no stranger to the rain.
Go rest high on that mountain, Son, your work on earth is done Go to Heaven a shoutin' Love for the Father and the Son.
Oh how we cried the day you left us, Gathered 'round your grave to grieve. Wish I could see the angels faces When they hear your sweet voice sing.
Go rest high on that mountain, Son, your work on earth is done Go to Heaven a shoutin' Love for the Father and the Son
--Vince Gill |
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