Good bye to my dear Dad
The rivers' flow it beckons you,Come hear my mystic call ,no more pain and sorrow Amongst the golden fall,The air you breath is crisp and clean, At last your soul is free,Arm and arm you walk with God ,beneath the magnolia tree,A southern song your singing, In the yonder way up there,As you climb the stairs to heaven, Where peace awaits you there
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