A Child Like Grace

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A child like Grace
I wish you could’ve seen her face
How bright that sunflower shone
With a child like Grace
Running all around the place
It should be said, “My, how you’ve grown”

She was only three
When she taught herself to read
“I do not like them, Sam I am”
She taught us how to love
We learned so much, but not enough
I’m sure that’s when we learned to give a damn

She will grace our lives no more
She was only four
She died before she was five
Now it’s a grave mistake
God in His wisdom makes
What does he care? He fashioned us from clay

Now lay me down in a bed of sunflowers
Overgrown and wild
I’ve survived my own child
See the fields and meadows crying, yeah
Proud dandelion heads turned grey
Now the wind in a puff blows you away…

Mary had a baby…

Kind Hearted Woman (Mood Swing 1994) / (Private Music 1996)

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The real goal I’m working toward is to do something to help integrate the African and European influences of American music. I think at one time inthe history of popular music they were coming together naturally. The record companies have created a false sense of segregation. It may seem impossible to tear down, but it’s something I’m looking forward to as a life’s work.