Someone must have left the church doors open.
We could hear the gospel all around.
My dad and me leanin' 'gainst a tree with leaves falling down.
Now, daddy, he's no holy man. He never taught us how to pray.
But he saw the questions on my face.
He looked at me and I turned away.
And he said,
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