For The Fatherless

Sung to the tune of ‘Moonshiner’.

Someday the sun will shine down on me.
Someday the rain will wash me away
and his hands won’t toil alone, nor will mine,
for on what his built mine will retire.

Someday the son will understand why
his father sang softly, but as clear as a bell.
And his voice won’t sound so alone, nor will mine,
for a chorus of angels is what we will be.

God, it is so hard to lose the ones you love
and it is still harder to find the strength you need
to let them go forth alone ’til the day
your body it lies down and your soul it goes home.

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