Come Over
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His old man was a rebel yeller, that boy to the bone, and say can?t trust a color feller, he
judge em by the tone of their skin. He was raised to think like his dad narrow mind full of
hate on the road to no where fast till the grace of god got in the way then he saw the light n
hit he?s knees n cried and said a prayer, rose up a brand new man n left the old one right
there
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