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With grace we will suffer
With grace we shall recover
There by the grace of God
There by the grace of God

Lay down all your guns
Give them up
bear our the battle
If I give dem the power they bring back the shackles
So I got to overthrow the struggle.

Captured by command of corrupted law
Not
by the roots
Though my ghost is still with you
It hurts to watch you turn away
So I'm tearing out the truth

Don't walk away
Ripping out the root
take this child, Lord
From Tucson Arizona
Give her the wings to fly through harmony
And she won't bother you no more

This is the story of how we begin
my nursery door 
I said take this child, Lord 
From Tucson Arizona 
Give her the wings to fly through harmony 
And she won't bother you no more
ringing 'round my nursery door 
I said take this child, Lord 
From Tucson Arizona 
Give her the wings to fly through harmony 
And she won't bother you
to give him a pound

I kick it root down
I put my root down
I kick it root down
I put my root down
So how you wanna kick it?
Gonna kick it root down
to give him a pound

I kick it root down
I put my root down
I kick it root down
I put my root down
So how you wanna kick it?
Gonna kick it root down
believe that's the way we were supposed to live
Wouldn't trade one single day in small town U-S-A

Give me a Saturday night my baby by my side
A little Hank
A Hundred Thousand Years
A Hundred Thousand Miles Of Track
A Hundred Thousand Tears
Hundred Thousand Souls
You Can't Give Back

When The Dark
a prayer give a smile that he might share 
But for the grace of God it could be you instead of him 
(But for the grace of God it could be you instead
I was born three months too early
The doctor gave me thirty days
But I must have had my mama's will
And Gods amazing grace

I guess I'll keep
You woke up in the rusted frame
Burned out old Deville
Your legs are shot and they're flushed with pain
But you can't keep them still
The sun
nursery door
I said take this child, Lord
From Tucson Ari-zona

Give her the wings to fly through harmony
And she won't bother you no more
This is
Lie in this state
Of perdition
Never to awake
It negates
An admission
Stricken by fate

There's no salvation it dwells in your bones
There's
and good clean fun
That's my kind of country
Roots run deep as they come
In my kind of country

I'm from the old school
Live by the golden rule
Ain't
Blame it all on my roots, I showed up in boots
And ruined your black tie affair
The last one to show, the last one to know
The last one you
as I am,
Empty handed but alive in Your hands.

Here I am humbled by the love that You give,
Forgiven so that I can forgive.
So here I stand,
Blame it all on my roots
I showed up in boots
And ruined your black tie affair
The last one to know
The last one to show
I was the last one you
I didn't mean 
To cause a big scene 
Just give me an hour and then 
Well I'll be as high 
As that ivory tower 
That you're livin' in 

'Cause
who changes hearts
We are moved by your love as you give yourself to us
And we pledge to give ourselves that the world will know your grace
This grace
the face
Your heart is moved by the spirit
When you're living, living in a state of grace

There's a world never ending
Sorrow and pain don't exist
We can
rusted shut

(x2)
I know what I must do
Pry open my heart again
In faith that you
Will never do the same

Drop all that I've become
Its so hard to let my
Blame it all on my roots
I showed up in boots
And ruined your black tie affair
The last one to know
The last one to show
I was the last one
You
the face
Your heart is moved by the spirit
When you're living, living in a state of grace

There's a world never ending
Sorrow and pain don't exist
We can