"KrissAnn"
"Simple woMAN"
This here was my "SIMPLE MAN"  He never learned to read
or write but he sho' could make a dollar. We NEVER went
hungry and we ALWAYS had clean clothes!!!  He loved me
like Jesus. He taught me how to "hunt it",  shoot a shotgun,  
fight cocks, skin rabbits, and track deer, rabbit, squirrels, etc..
  He yodeled all the time and could make the prettiest bird
sounds by either whistling or with his hands and gentle strong
breath.  He was Injun and knew when it was gonna rain, sleet,
snow,  or ifins a hurricin was a comin'.  He was an angel sent
from heaven!  He went home on April 11, 1998 on our oldest
son's 3rd birthday.  He never once broke my heart and stood
up for me many times when no one else would.  He didn't give
crap and he didn't take it and you could tell THAT by the way
he treated his huntin dogs!  Think YOUR smart.....think again.
 He could outsmart anyone, especially the "educated" boys!
"Simple Man" MP3
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Psalm 33:3  
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teaching our boys the facts of life and
how NOT to  waste. Our eggs are
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the inside of the eggs and literally
nothing is wasted.  
"Simple Man"
words/music/arrangement
by: Mrs. Krissa Ann Norton

Lead Guitar:  Jack
Saunders

Drums: Rick Richards

Bass Guitar: Jack Saunders

Rythym Guitar: Jack
Saunders

Produced By: Jack
Saunders @ White Cat
Records, Houston, Texas.  
Thanks Jack!

God Rules! Jesus Rocks!
And I Roll!!!
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"Simple Man"



A gravel road runs to my home
And the pine trees roll forever
Kady Dids they sang my song
And the only change is the weather
And once in a while I can hear him smile
Blowin through the trees in the night
A hound dog howlin in a distant thunder
Just a shadow in the pale moonlight

chorus:

He was a simple man
He had no plans
He lived his life
Off the land
He had a simple life
A simple wife
He never learned
To read or write
He was a simple....man


A lonesome dove cries out for love
And the rain beats slow and steady
Lightening strikes in the night
The hunt is on and he's ready
And once in a while I can hear him
Blowin through the trees in the night
A whiporill cries out his thrills
As the darkness slowly bleeds to light

Chorus
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"real deal".  If you can deliver please
contact my manager, Greg Norton,  @
nortongregory@sbcglobal.net .
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