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He we re sio rched

White shirts
Buffoned of the neck
And he'd sit in the shade

And watch the
Chickens peck
And his feeih

Were gone
But what the heck
I fhoug ht that

He walked

On water
Said he was a cowboy

When he was young
He could handle a rope

And he was
Good with a gun
And my momma's

Daddy was

His oldest son
And I ihoug hf

That he walked

On water
If the story was told

On Iy heaven knows
But his hat

Seemed to me

Like an old halo
And though his wings

They were never seen
I fhoug ht

That he walked

On water
Well he tied a cord

To the end of a mop
And said

Son here's a pony
Keep her of o frof'
And I'd ride in circles

While he laughed a lot
And he was

Ninety years old
In sixty-ihree
And I loved him

And he loved me
And Lord I cried

The day he died
Cause I thought

That he walked

On water
If the story was told

On Iy heaven knows
But his hat

Seemed to me

Like an old halo
And though his wings

They were never seen
I fhoug ht

That he walked

On water
Yeah I ihoug hf

That he walked

On water
Written by Allen Shamblin

Copyright Hayes Street Music
And Almo Music Corp.
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Title
We Bury The Hatchet
Artist
Garth Brooks
Brand
Monster Hits
(9 Other Versions)
Code
MH1050-02
Genres
country, oklahoma country, classic oklahoma country