Loretta Lynn – Six Feet Of Sod (Guitar)

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         Sometimes life can lead you in a lonely, hopeless race

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I know I'd have trouble keeping up my neighbor's pace

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But when we're dead, no one's ahead, the race belongs to God

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And he evens up the difference beneath six feet of sod

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In time, six feet of sod will make us all the same

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God will play no favorites to our wisdom, wealth, or fame

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He cuts to size each man who dies, we'll all bеlong to God

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And he evens up thе difference beneath six feet of sod

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     In time, six feet of sod will make us all the same

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God will play no favorites to our wisdom, wealth, or fame

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And every man must make a stand alone before his God

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And he evens up the difference beneath six feet of sod