Watch Over Us
The Lone Bellow
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Watch over us
Watch over us
When my hands are tired
When my strength is gone
Momma, your baby's
Shrouded in sorrow
You've had your time
But who has tomorrow?
Watch over us
Watch over us
Father, your sickness
Lives here in me
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I don't need no crown
I don't need no glory
You've had your life
But that ain't my story
Sometimes I'm up
Sometimes I'm down
Sometimes I'm almost
Leveled to the ground
But my baby's sleeping
Sleeping in peace
So watch over us
Composition: Kanene Donehey Pipkin, Brian Murphy, Brian Christopher Elmquist, and Zachary Ray Williams
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