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In Gueda Springs, Kansas, a stone's throw from Portland |
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A young Amer Stocking, kneels down to pray |
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He prays for his young wife, his son and his daughter |
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And prays for the winter to hurry and fade |
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On an old Country Road, the Lord spoke to Amer |
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Become my preacher an' I'll see your needs |
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And every congregation in Eastern Kansas |
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Has heard Amer's message and Mrs. Stocking sing |
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To every Country Chapel, they would drive to Sundays |
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Preaching the Gospel, some twice a day |
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His wife played piano and sounding like angels |
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Brought tears of salutation to old Kansas ways |
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On an old Country Road, the Lord spoke to Amer |
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Become my preacher an' I'll see your needs |
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And every congregation in Eastern Kansas |
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Has heard Amer's message and Mrs. Stocking sing |
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80 years a minister and miracles a million |
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Saving lost sinners, helping us old ones |
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Now at evenings he drifts off, into pleasant slumber |
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Sleeping in his Rocking Chair |
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Resting in the Lord |
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On an old Country Road, the Lord spoke to Amer |
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Become my preacher an' I'll see your needs |
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And every congregation in Eastern Kansas |
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Has heard Amer's message and Mrs. Stocking sing |
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On an old Country Road, the Lord spoke to Amer |
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Become my preacher an' I'll see your needs |
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And every congregation in Eastern Kansas |
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Has heard Amer's message and Mrs. Stocking sing |
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And every congregation in Eastern Kansas |
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Has heard Amer's message and Mrs. Stocking sing |