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| I had an uncle name of M | atthew... | he was his father's only b | oy |
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| Born just south of Colby, | Kansas... | he was his mother's pride and j | oy |
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| CHORUS: Yes, and joy wa | s just the thing h | e was raised | on |
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| Love w | as just a way to live and die |
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| Gold was just a windy | Kansas wheat f | ield |
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| Blue wa | s just a Kansas | summer sky |
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| And all the stories that he t | old me | back when I was just a l | ad |
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| All the memories that he g | ave me... | all the good times that he h | ad |
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| Growin' up a Kansas f | armboy... | life was mostly havin' f | un |
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| Ridin' on his daddy's sh | oulders | behind a mule, beneath the s | un |
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| Well, I guess there were some h | ard times | and I'm told some years were l | ean |
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| They had a storm in ' | 47... | twister came and stripped 'em cl | ean |
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| He lost the farm and lost his f | amily...he lost the wh | eat, he lost his h | ome |
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| But he found the family b | ible | and faith as solid as a st | one |
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| So he came to live at o | ur house... | and he came to work the l | and |
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| He came to ease my daddy's b | urdens | and he came to be my fr | iend |
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| So I wrote this down for Ma | tthew... | it's for him this song is s | ung |
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| Ridin' on his daddy's sh | oulders | behind a mule, beneath the s | un |
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