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The Prophet (Grandaddy's Song)
Jenna Paulette
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Ashley McBryde
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He smelled like diesel and leather
Lava soap and warm weather
Pearl snap hung off him like an old scarecrow
Sandwich crackers and cellophane
His hair blowin' around like a weather vane
Windows down and off to town we'd go
Soda pop at the pharmacy
Every other Saturday
The church potluck kinda stackin' chairs
All the old men sittin' there
The prophet stood ten feet tall
A quiet man above it all
He said, "Pray for rain 'cause the weatherman lies
Old men'll clear their throat before they cry
Love your horses, mend your fences, keep your common sense
And know the difference between your heart and your head"
He hung the moon and I hung on every word he ever said
Rusty old blue cattle guard
Chickens peckin' around the yard
Swingin' legs, tailgate bound
Me and him go check on the cows
'Til grandma called, "It's supper time"
The prophet bowed his head
He said, "Pray for rain because the weatherman lies
An old man'll clear his throat before he cries
Love your horses, mend your fences, keep your common sense
And know the difference between your heart and your head"
He hung the moon and I hung on every word he ever said
I still keep my boots by my bed
And a good knife in my pocket
And a picture in a locket
Of me and the prophet
He said, "Pray for rain 'cause the weatherman lies
Old men'll clear their throat before they cry
Love your horses, mend your fences, keep your common sense
And know the difference between your heart and your head"
He hung the moon (He hung the moon)
He hung the moon and I hung on every word he ever said
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