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(Don Goodman/Becky Hobbs) |
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I was walking home from school on a cold winter's day |
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Took a shortcut through the woods and I lost my way |
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It was getting late and I was scared and alone |
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Then a kind old man took my hand and led me home |
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Mama couldn't see him, but he was standing there |
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But I knew in my heart, he was the answer to my prayers |
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Oh I believe there are angels among us |
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Alabama |
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Sent down to us from somewhere up above |
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They come to you and me in our darkest hours |
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To show us how to live |
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To teach us how to give |
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To guide us with a light of love |
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When life dealt troubled times and had me down on my knees |
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There's always been someone there to come along and comfort me |
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A kind word from a stranger to lend a helping hand |
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A phone call from a friend just to say I understand |
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Ain't it kind of funny at the dark end of the road |
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Someone lights the way with just a single ray of hope |
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Oh I believe there are angels among us |
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They come to you and me in our darkest hours |
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To show us how to live |
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To teach us how to give |
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To guide us with a light of love |
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They wear so many faces |
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Show up in the strangest places |
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Grace us with thier mercy |
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In our time of need |
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Oh I believe there are angels among us |
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Sent down to us from somewhere up above |
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They come to you and me in our darkest hours |
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To show us how to live |
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To teach us how to give |
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To guide us with a light of love |