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There's a village hidden deep in the valley |
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Among the pine trees half forlorn |
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And there on a Sunny morning |
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Little Jimmy Brown was born |
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All the chapel bells were ringing |
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In the little valley town |
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And the songs that they were singing |
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Were for baby Jimmy Brown |
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Then the little congregation |
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Prayed for guidance from above |
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"Lead us not into temptation |
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Bless this hour of meditation |
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Guide him with eternal love" |
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There's a village hidden deep in the valley |
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Beneath the mountains high above |
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And there, twenty years thereafter |
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Jimmy was to meet his love |
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All the chapel bells were ringing |
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Was a great day in his life |
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'Cause the songs that they were singing |
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Were for Jimmy and his wife |
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Then the little congregation |
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Prayed for guidance from above |
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"Lead us not into temptation |
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Bless oh Lord, this celebration |
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May their lives be filled with love" |
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From the village hidden deep in the valley |
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One rainy morning dark and gray |
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A soul winged its way to heaven |
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Jimmy Brown had passed away |
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Just a lonely bell was ringing |
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In the little valley town |
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'Twas farewell that it was singing |
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To our good old Jimmy Brown |
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And the little congregation |
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Prayed for guidance from above |
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"Lead us not into temptation |
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May his soul find the salvation |
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Of thy great eternal love" |
