The Night I Learned How Not To Pray

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[Verse 1]
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I was laying on my belly in the 
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middle of the living room floor
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I was watching Howdy Doody so I'm 
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guessing it was right around four
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When I saw my baby brother 
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tumbling from the top of the stairs
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He was lying limp and silent and 
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the blood was trickling through his
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 shiny hair


[Verse 2]
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When my mom saw my little brother 
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she said you better run and get 
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your dad
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And her voice was high and she was 
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shaking so I knew this was bad
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Well we stood out by the mailbox 
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watching her and dad and brother 
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drive away
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And I didn't waste no time I got 
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down on my knees right there and I 
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began to pray


[Verse 3]
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Well I prayed into the evening, 
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never even took the time to have a 
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bite
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I was sure if I prayed hard enough
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 that God would make it right
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We were at the kitchen table long 
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past bedtime when we finally got 
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that call
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And I knew that it was over when my
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 sister slammed that phone against 
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the wall


[Chorus]
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That night I learned how not to pray
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God does what he wants to any 
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way
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  And I never did tell my mother,
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I kept it from my sisters and all 
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my brothers
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  That was the night I learned 
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how not to pray


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[Verse 4]
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It was 41 years later when I took 
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my brothers picture out of that box
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Hung it on the wall, sat across 
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from him and I began to talk
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When the evening started I didn't
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 know what I was going to say
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But before the night was over I 
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told them all about how I learned 
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not to pray


[Chorus]
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That night I learned how not to pray
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God does what God wants to,   
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don't he any way
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  And I never did tell my mother,
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I kept it from my sisters and all 
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my brothers
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  That was the night I learned 
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how not to pray
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  That was the night I learned 
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how not to pray,  Whoa oh
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  That was the night I learned 
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how not to pray