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by Gary E. Andrews - 10/19/26 09:48 PM
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Pass It Along ©2011 Steven M. Biederman http://soundclick.com/share.cfm?id=11097307It was raining at the diner Someone said it might turn to snow Late at night and miles from home I ordered coffee to go When a young girl recognized me From the poster on the door Said you're the guy who was singing at the church Then she said a whole lot more She said... I believed in Jesus long ago But He let me down so I took another road Today Jesus to me is no big deal That's the way I feel And I challenge you to prove to me he's real And I said.... I am no prophet And I cannot show you signs I'm just a guy who writes some songs To help make sense of life And they serve me as my road map To remind me where I'm going They're all about the love of Jesus And when I sing I can pass it along She said.... I used to go to church there back When I was just a kid But I did something real bad wrong And I haven't been back since I was 17 and pregnant And I had to leave my home The church and my folks disowned me So I've raised the child alone I told her.... I am no prophet And I cannot show you signs I'm just a guy who writes some songs To help make sense of life And they serve me as my road map To remind me where I'm going And they're all about the love of Jesus And when I sing I can pass it along I've got a wife and two fine kids And I travel lots of road And sometimes I can't be there So my wife takes up the load And sometimes I feel guilty But we know what God has in store She's got her job and I've got mine And that's how we serve the Lord So I got my guitar and I sang the songs I sing in all my shows I played them soft so I wouldn't draw attention But a crowd began to grow I sang of God's forgiveness Like Jesus was there you know I could have gone on forever But it was time for me to go She said,,, I know I've been a sinner In fact I've never done too much right I'm a girl with little to give I've not done much with my life But I'd like to give you something If you won't think it wrong Then she kissed me on the cheek And with moist, red eyes, she said When you get home you can pass it along
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