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Intro 1
Verse 1
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his his sunburned face lined
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Grandpa was a man of few words
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He had a way of not wanting to say
Verse 2
giving
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giving
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Had carved out a map on his face
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he’d learned how to choose
Verse 3
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Heart of a maker of songs
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Verse 4
From a long line of teachers,
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He was born with an Indian will
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His quiet dark eyes, reading the light
Verse 5
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the sage, the wild berry
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The quail, the wide open sky
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The cottonwood thicket by
Verse 6
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Heart of a maker of songs
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His words fell like rain on the dry desert plain
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Precious and so quickly gone
Verse 7
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There were days filled with thinking,
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nights with the drinking
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For a lost love that raged like a storm
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when he’d talk to a child
Verse 8
where the long sleeves
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on his faded blue cotton shirt
Verse 9
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Heart of a maker of songs
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His words fell like rain on the dry desert plain
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Verse 10
Now the garden’s grown dusty,
hand axe lies rusty
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The door’s banging hard in the wind
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sits out in the yard
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Of the house he built solid and true
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Oh, but I see his eyes, burning tonight
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Like the stars in the sky
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eyes of a painter
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Heart of a maker of songs
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His words fell like rain on the dry desert plain
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