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 and 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 purdiest
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 and the angle of his hat.  He could outsmart anyone
and taught me how to be still and WATCH birds, clouds,
and the eyes of people.
Psalm 33:3  
"Sing unto Him
a new song;
play skillfully
with a LOUD
noise"!!
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Written by! Mrs. Krissa Ann Norton
Vocals: Mrs. Krissa Ann Norton
Recorded By: Jack Saunders @
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Drums: Rick Richards
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dedicated to : Alexander who
inspired me while watching him with
his Radio Flyer                                 
one sunny afternoon.


I watch my boy pull his wagon
around
There ain't much room in this
big ole town
And all I want is a little space
To raise my kids with a little bit
of grace

Chorus
Yea I've come too far
Just to give it up
Yea I've come too far
Just to leave it to luck
Hey Hey I set my feet on
Solid ground
Yea I've come too far
To turn back now

I dream of things that are to
come
And pray forgiveness for the
things I've done
But I won't back down when it
comes to love
'Cause I got plans with THE
MAN above!

Chorus


Some folks live on empty
dreams
A big ole house and diamond
rings
But all I want is a few good
friends
And a trumpet blowin loud in
the end!!!
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