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Rankin Family - Saved In The Arms They carried my old friend to the church yard My eyes cast slowly to the ground The preacher read him his last words Then they lowered his body down Saved in the arms of my loved one Saved on his gentle breast Saved in the arms of my loved one I lay my weary head down to rest The church bell tolled for the rich man The church bell tolled for the poor I shed a final tear for my old friend For never will I see him no more Saved in the arms of my loved one Saved on his gentle breast Saved in the arms of my loved one I lay my weary head down to rest Gone are the days of Black Diamond Gone is the beer and whiskey too I said a final prayer for my old friend Then carried my body home to you Saved in the arms of my loved one Saved on his gentle breast Saved in the arms of my loved one I lay my weary head down to rest Saved in the arms of my loved one Saved on his gentle breast Saved in the arms of my loved one I lay my weary head down to rest I lay my eary head to rest |
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