Look At Them Beans

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This time last year there sure was
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A lot of sad faces around this old house
Our papa died without fulfilling' his life's dream
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Of producing one of the best crops in Grimes County
Though papa died with that dream still in his head
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A desire in his heart, a promise on his lips, calluses on both hands
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And two dollars in his pocket
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Papa didn't live long enough to see his dreams come true
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So he died from too much work, broken spirit, I guess
But I promised our mama that if it was a last thing he'd ever do
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He'd live long enough to see just one good crop come through
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But you see we can't plan on things without first talking to God
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Because we don't know his plans
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And if we don't include him my friends the way can get mighty hard
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They say that every time a good and righteous person
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Is buried in God's good earth it's just fertilizer for the soil
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And I guess there must be some truth to that
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Whether we believe it or not
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I just wish that papa was here right now
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So that he could see this good crop that we finally got

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Hey look at that beans and look at that corn
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And I bet them watermelons must be three feet long
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Man look at them tomatoes and look at them peas
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Well I know if papa was here right now he'd sure be pleased
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And papa would sure be proud of his children too
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My brother's famous now got his own show on the road
Traveling in customized bus imported from Europe
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That boy always did love music and he loves to travel
I got a sister that's got a good job in a beauty shop
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Making money, making other people look good
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Ain't nobody here at a house now but me and mama
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And mama she's gettin' weaker and she's gettin' older every day
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And she talks softly about joinin' papa in his heavenly home
But that woman sure did love that man
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She worked beside papa for forty some odd years
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Tryin' to produce a good crop and never could grow a single bean
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But I just wish that papa was here right now
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To see this good crop that we finally got

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Hey look at that beans and look at that corn
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And I bet them watermelons must be three feet long
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Man look at them tomatoes and look at them peas
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Well I know if papa was here right now he'd sure be pleased
And papa, if you can hear me look at them beans

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