Edwin McCain – Prayer To St Peter (Guitar)

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Let them in Peter, for they are very tired

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Give them couches where the angels sleep, and light those fires

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Let them wake whole again, to brand new dawns

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Fired by the sun, not wartime's bloody guns

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May their peace be deep, remember where the broken bodies lie

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God knows how young they were, to have to die

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Well, God knows how young they were, to have to die

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Give them things they like, let them make some noise

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Give dance hall bands not golden harps, to these our boys

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Let them love Peter, for they've had no time

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They should have bird songs and trees, and hills to climb

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The taste of summer, in a ripened pear

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And girls sweet as meadow wind, with flowing hair

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And tell them how they are missed, but say not to fear

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It's gonna be all right,    with us down here