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The Soldier And The Oak
By: Elliot Park


Intro: C

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This is a story that began long, long ago
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  I was a young oak tree in dark Missouri soil
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And like all other saplings I had dreams of growing
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Strong and tall
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  But one day a rebel with a bullet in his chest
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   Hung his rifle on my limbs and laid to rest
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And there beside me as the blood soaked to my roots
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The soldier sang 

A song of grace

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  The heavy rifle bowed me over to the ground
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 Two years I stayed this way until the rifle fell
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And in this manner for a hundred years I grew
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All my dreams

Not meant to be
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  And then one day two men came with a cross cut saw
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  They spoke of how my arch would hold a weight so strong
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And I feared not the blade for such a worthy cause
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And so I fell

I gladly fell

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  Three winter days aboard a northbound train
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  Three more beneath the hewer's careful blade
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  And while he worked he praised my rich red grain
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  Perhaps it was the soldier's blood that day
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  Now I'm the wooden arch that holds a mighty bell
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  Three stocks before me cracked but I shall never fail
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Up in a tall cathedral high above my dreams
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Of long ago
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  And on Sunday mornings when I hear that sweet refrain
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  I see the soldier's face like it was yesterday
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Calling angels down from heaven with that hymn he softly sang

Of God's good grace

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