Im Better Off

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When I was a little boy my mother used to say
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Keep on trusting in the Lord there’ll be a better day
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My mother sang Amazing Grace like no one you ever heard
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Daddy rode a sway back mule delivering the word

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And I’m better off than I ever thought I would beeeee
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Than I thought I would be

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Well momma cooked the sausage  I never had enough
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My daddy said eat more bread boy cause things are getting rough
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We were poor and that’s a fact but there’s one thing we had
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My momma blessed with kindness and a bible totin’ dad

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Well momma cooked the sausage  I never had enough
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My daddy said eat more bread boy cause things are getting rough
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We were poor and that’s a fact but there’s one thing we had
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My momma blessed with kindness and a bible totin’ dad

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We had a preacher named McDuff that came into our town
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He said old time religion is surly coming down
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He said I’d be better off if I would just repent
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Now I’m doing better cause down the isle I went