Craig Morgan – The Father My Son And The Holy Ghost (Guitar)

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Lights are shining bright, as always downtown on the row

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I have friends they come from outta town asking me to go

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They say, "There's so much going on,

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Why don't you come along and show us around?"

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I tell them Karen's not feeling well so I probably shouldn't go out

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Besides I've gotta fix it list of things I need to do around the house

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Then I hang up the phone, turn the radio back on, and sit back down

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I know my boy ain't here but he ain't gone

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In the mornings I wake up, give her a kiss, head to the kitchen

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Pour a cup of wake-me-up and try to rouse up some ambition

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Go outside, sit by myself but I ain't alone

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I've got the Father, my son, and the Holy Ghost

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I've been beat up, I been pushed and shoved but never ever really knocked down

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Between Mom and Dad, Uncle Sam and friends I somehow always pulled out

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But the pain of this was more than I'd ever felt before, yeah I was broke

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I cried and cried and cried until I passed out on the floor

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Then I prayed and prayed and prayed till I thought I couldn't pray anymore

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Then minute by minute, day by day, my God, He gave me hope

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I know my boy ain't here but he ain't gone

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In the mornings I wake up, give her a kiss, head to the kitchen

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Pour a cup of wake-me-up and try to rouse up some ambition

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Go outside, sit by myself but I ain't alone

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See I've got the Father, my son, and the Holy Ghost

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I hope, I love, I pray, I cry

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I heal a little more each day inside

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I won't completely heal till I go home

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In the mornings I wake up, give her a kiss, head to the kitchen

       Am
Pour a cup of wake-me-up and try to rouse up some ambition

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Go outside, sit by myself but I ain't alone

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I've got the Father, my son, and the Holy Ghost

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One day I'll wake up and I'll be home

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with the Father, my son and the Holy Ghost