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PICKS
by E Don Bailey
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Picks
Picks are things familiar to me
One I use for my guitar we agree
One was a woman I love from afar
Who set for my life too high a bar
She picked Jesus and I picked song
Her hope of glory and another man so strong
For her faith is belief in what can't be seen
And mine was on singing in old blue jeans
She wears a covering that hides her hair
I wear a Stetson and sometimes swear
Bows in the mornings and says her prayers
Talks to Jesus about me, says he cares
Reads from a list of those in need
She speaks to another man for me
She picked Jesus and I picked song
Her hope of glory and another man so strong
For her faith is belief in what can't be seen
And mine was on singing in old blue jeans
I sing the words to some old country songs
Sometimes about Jesus or times went wrong
I'll pick a few cords of love from a far
About another man loved over my guitar
You will see her moving quietly about
A world of silence that never shouts
On bended knees and folded hands
Mother Mary loves my best fan
I'll just be remembering her blond covered hair
How it flowed in the mornings
on the cool mountain air
Our lives don't pass by much anymore
My travels take me far away from holy doors
Singing in the evening with a rowdy band
About times went wrong without that other man
She picked Jesus and I picked song
Her hope of glory and another man so strong
For her faith is belief in what can't be seen
And mine was on singing in old blue jeans
Picks
Picks are things familiar to me
One I use for my guitar we agree
One was a woman I love from afar
Who set for my life too high a bar
She picked Jesus and I picked song
Her hope of glory and another man so strong
For her faith is belief in what can't be seen
And mine was on singing in old blue jeans
She wears a covering that hides her hair
I wear a Stetson and sometimes swear
Bows in the mornings and says her prayers
Talks to Jesus about me, says he cares
Reads from a list of those in need
She speaks to another man for me
She picked Jesus and I picked song
Her hope of glory and another man so strong
For her faith is belief in what can't be seen
And mine was on singing in old blue jeans
I sing the words to some old country songs
Sometimes about Jesus or times went wrong
I'll pick a few cords of love from a far
About another man loved over my guitar
You will see her moving quietly about
A world of silence that never shouts
On bended knees and folded hands
Mother Mary loves my best fan
I'll just be remembering her blond covered hair
How it flowed in the mornings
on the cool mountain air
Our lives don't pass by much anymore
My travels take me far away from holy doors
Singing in the evening with a rowdy band
About times went wrong without that other man
She picked Jesus and I picked song
Her hope of glory and another man so strong
For her faith is belief in what can't be seen
And mine was on singing in old blue jeans
