| Gamaw Awayz Said |
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Wen aw wuz young thar warn't no moon An duh sun waza itty bitty thang. A bag o' warm salt fer an earake, Duh loose tooth got a strang. We had quaint wayz afor asp'rin, A lot ov pane to bar. Ya took a lot o' comfert jus Ba noin' who waz thar. Kidz plade games wit each udder, den, An baks put duh icin' own duh cake. Tamz wer spec'l wit Mom an Dad ~ Ana pi'nic ba duh lake. Sens aw got ode, duh moon come out. Duh sun, well, it beets down hard! Aw kepe gettin' thez spots own m' skin ~ Jes ba steppin' out in m' yard. Aw got me a nas nu lectric pad. But, it don't do no good. M' joints stele ake an m' ode hanz shake, Jes lak aw figered dae wood! But, duh One Who made the moon an starz, An putz up wit my jestin', Still stan'z steadfas'ly ba m' side An' promises lahf, everlasin'! Aw tawked to Him, wen jes a kid, Toad Him m' goodnat pra'rs. Aw thru m' lahf, He anser'd true. Aw a'wayz new He carez. So, now, wen lahf's sand iz a'mos gone, Wat madders mos' ta me Iz duh luv o' God, awl thru m' lahf, An' duh One Who set me free! |
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