Buddy Jewell Help Pour Out The Rain
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The moment was custom made to order,
I was riding with my daughter
On our way back from Monroe,
And like children do,
she started playing 20 questions
but i never would've quessed one
could touch me to my soul.
She said "Daddy, when we get to heaven,
can I taste the Milky Way?
Are we going there to visit, or are we
going there to stay?
Am I gonna see my Grandpa?
Can I have a pair of wings?
And do you think that God could use another angel, to help pour out the rain?"
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Well I won't lie, I pulled that car right over,
And I sat there on the shoulder, trying to dry
my misty eyes. And I whispered, "Lord,
I wanna thank you for my children,'cause
your innocence that fills them often takes me by surprise.
Like Daddy, "When we get to heaven, can I taste the milky way? Are we going there to visit, or are we going there to stay? Am I gonna see my Grandpa? Can I have a pair of wings? And do you think that God could use another angel, to help pour out the rain?"
Well I thought about it later on and a smile came to my face. And when I tucked her into bed, I got down on my knees and prayed.
"Lord, when I get to heaven, can I taste the Milky Way? I don't wanna come to visit, 'cause I'm coming home to stay. And I can't wait to see my family and meet Jesus face-to-face. And do you think Lord, ypou could use another angel, to help pour out the rain?"
mmmmm, can I help pour out the rain? Can I help pour out the rain?
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