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The suDmmer breezeBm made ripplesG on the pond A
DAnd rattled through the Bmreeds and the Gwillow trees bAeyond
BmDaddy in his Agood hat and Gmama in her SDunday dress
DWatched with pride as I sBmtood there in the wGater up Ato my cDhest
And the Cpreacher spoke Gabout the cleansingD Blood
GAs I sank my Dtoes into that Bmcool East Texas Amud
And it wasD down will theBm old man
GUpA with the Dnew
GRaised to wDalk in the ways of lBmight and tAruth
BmI didn't see no aGngels, just a fDew saints on the sGhore
And I Dfelt like aA new-bornBm baby
CradledG up in theA arms of theD Lord
DAmazing Bmgrace, Goh how sweet the Asound
There wasD glory in theBm air, there wasG dinner on theA ground
And myBm sins which wereA many, wereG washed away andD gone
DAlong with a buffalo Bmnickel I forGgot to Aleave at Dhome
But thatC seemed like such aG small, smallD price to pay
GFor the blessed Dpeace of mind that Bmcame to me that Aday
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ThisC road is long andG dusty,
Sometimes the Bmsoul, itA must be Dcleansed
And IC long to feel thatG water, rushingBm over me agAain
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