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From Your Knees
Matt King
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He tore down the work of seventeen years
Brick by brick and stone by stone
No hammer was swung 'cause cheatin' and drinkin'
Don't need no help breakin' a home
Aw, but when he came back to the dust and the rubble
Of what he had once called his life
Aw, he dropped to his knees in sheer disbelief
At the total destruction in sight
There were empty closets and empty drawers
And a tear-stained note on the kitchen floor
And burnin' memories in the fireplace
Well, he waited too late to say he was wrong
His house was still standin' but his home was gone
Brother, you would not believe
What you can see from your knees
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Right then and there, in an old sinner's prayer
He told things he'd kept in the dark
Well, there was no use in lyin' 'cause the man who was listenin'
Could see every room in his heart
Well, he took empty whiskey bottles, little black book, and home
To the fire she'd left on the grate
Aw, sometimes a man will change on his own
But sometimes I tell you it takes
Empty closets and empty drawers
And a tearful confession on the kitchen floor
And burnin' memories in the fireplace
He'd waited too late to say he was wrong
His house was still standin', he'd fight for his home
Brother, you would not believe
Brother, you would not believe
What you can see from your knees
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