No one really knew him like I did, He taught me everything I know No one really knew him like I did, While he starts playing the piano,
He was a preacher, Every night at church we had to go, Mother always playing on the organ, so low,
Oh lord my God Some times I wander Oh lord my God Consider what you will
Inside story Last years glory Inside story
How great thought art? How great the art? How great his art His art
Oh lord my God Some times I wander Oh lord my God Consider what you will
His art Your art My art
His art Your art My art.
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