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Dirt In A HoleThe preacher bowed and turned to go He threw some dirt into a hole He wasn't needed anymore He shrugged and passed away the cold He re-arranged his preacher's clothes The word of God is all he knows Precious boy so young and fair Guarding castles in the air Pretty flowers in sweet array Picked to die and fade away [Message from heaven] - sun in the sky [Message from heaven] - news from on high God bless the solder and his gun Small sacrifice, then justice done He's every broken mother's son Pretty flowers in sweet array Picked to die and fade away [Message from heaven] - sun in the sky [Message from heaven] - news from on high [Message from heaven] - sun in the sky [Message from heaven] - oh, yeah Message from heaven Message from heaven Message from heaven He threw some words into the air He spoke the pain we all must share How we will meet again out there Precious boy so young and fair [etc repeated] |