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My Father Got Better Days For Me Now-

I was dirty I was wash in the blood I was ignore, abandon and hated, Jesus gave me love Ridiculed ripped and torn Humanity haters made me wish I was not born
O' but yes there is Oh! Bless there be A better for me always
I was poor monetarily, No place to lay down my head no really Birth burst into this dad gone abandoned us He had many, many other girls, adulterous adulterer Other kids had full-time stay at home dads where's mine
O but where is mine My Father in heaven And now mine better here and now, always
My Father got better days for me now My Father got better days for me now My Father got better days for me now 9/14/22 Written by James Edward Lee Sr 9/14/ 2022

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