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Papa was a simple man papa loved his farming land<br />Guess I didn't understand please forgive me papa<br />You can't paint a picture of a man like papa with something as empty as words<br />Cause there's no way to measure the thoughness of timber<br />And compare it to the softness of birds<br />Papa was both and yet he was neither just a hard working God fearing soul<br />He gave what he had to the ones that he loved and I guess he loved me best of all<br />For I was the oldest and we were the closest we worked that old farm side by side<br />I guess that's the reason it hit me the hardest the morning that my papa died<br />All I could think of was how hard he'd worked and what little comfort he'd found<br />I guess that's the reason I hitched up the mule and drove the old buggy to town<br />I picked out a lot in the big cemetery in the shade of a tall maple tree<br />Figured it's the least I could do for my papa<br />After all the things that he's done for me<br />We gave him a funeral fit for a king and then we laid him to rest in the sod<br />Somehow I thought that in that big pretty place he just might feel closer to God<br />The women were crying as they passed by papa the men stopped and all shook my hand<br />Most of the mourness had gone when I looked up and noticed this white haired old man<br />He was dressed kinda shabby and he walked with a cane his voice was shaky and low<br />I had to look twice before I rocognized him he used to work for us a long time ago<br />They told me this morning that the big boss had died<br />And I thought that I should come around<br />I went out to the homeplace to tell him goodbye<br />They told me that you done brought him to town<br />I remember your papa used to say that when he died he didn't have but one request<br />He wanted to be burried out dare on that farm<br />He said there wadn't nowhere else that he could rest<br />When I heard what you'd done I fatched me a shovel found me an old paper sack<br />I scooped up some dirt from up near the farmhouse<br />And thought that I'd just bring it back<br />I hope you don't mind if I just sorta scatter these few little pieces of clay<br />It ain't gonna mess up your pretty green grass he just might sleep better this way<br />Guess I didn't understand please forgive me papa
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Papa was a simple man papa loved his farming land<br />Guess I didn't understand please forgive me papa<br />You can't paint a picture of a man like papa with something as empty as words<br />Cause there's no way to measure the thoughness of timber<br />And compare it to the softness of birds<br />Papa was both and yet he was neither just a hard working God fearing soul<br />He gave what he had to the ones that he loved and I guess he loved me best of all<br />For I was the oldest and we were the closest we worked that old farm side by side<br />I guess that's the reason it hit me the hardest the morning that my papa died<br />All I could think of was how hard he'd worked and what little comfort he'd found<br />I guess that's the reason I hitched up the mule and drove the old buggy to town<br />I picked out a lot in the big cemetery in the shade of a tall maple tree<br />Figured it's the least I could do for my papa<br />After all the things that he's done for me<br />We gave him a funeral fit for a king and then we laid him to rest in the sod<br />Somehow I thought that in that big pretty place he just might feel closer to God<br />The women were crying as they passed by papa the men stopped and all shook my hand<br />Most of the mourness had gone when I looked up and noticed this white haired old man<br />He was dressed kinda shabby and he walked with a cane his voice was shaky and low<br />I had to look twice before I rocognized him he used to work for us a long time ago<br />They told me this morning that the big boss had died<br />And I thought that I should come around<br />I went out to the homeplace to tell him goodbye<br />They told me that you done brought him to town<br />I remember your papa used to say that when he died he didn't have but one request<br />He wanted to be burried out dare on that farm<br />He said there wadn't nowhere else that he could rest<br />When I heard what you'd done I fatched me a shovel found me an old paper sack<br />I scooped up some dirt from up near the farmhouse<br />And thought that I'd just bring it back<br />I hope you don't mind if I just sorta scatter these few little pieces of clay<br />It ain't gonna mess up your pretty green grass he just might sleep better this way<br />Guess I didn't understand please forgive me papa
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