Choose You
I've tried summer time;
With a winter mix
Didn't seem to help none
And it made me very sick
didn't seem to help me none
Had my socks and shoes off walked three miles through the pouring rain and
got all caught up in the mire and mud bout went insane
but whatever the negative feed back I got back on God's track and I had gain
Though misery through storms I was a visionary I got it wrong
But I am not to blame held my head up tho I was yet ashamed
Lived in misery but born in the plains of Nebraska
Skies blue meadowlark goldenrod Lord I choose you
Lord creator of heaven and all earth
Lands and seas and divine Lord
I
Choose you
10/29/10
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2017
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