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Me and My Guitar

Me and My Guitar God to me was pleasant and nice So nothing did I need to sacrifice And every day would hold my hand To tell me that He does understand. God's willing to accept me as I am Because I say yes and no ma'am And to God will be always sure That for everything Hehas a cure. I may toil and tarry again and again And every time when I start to sin Forgives them even if black or white Done morning, noon and into the night. When I see a shining star in the sky Stop everything and to God say Hi He may be either close or away far Loves songs I play on my great guitar. If opera will be willing to welcome me I am sure I will set their souls all free As soon as they hear my fabulous voice Will all sing along and start to rejoice. James Joyful Jubilant Horn Retired Veteran

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