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My father was a preacher my mother was a teacher all I could remember from Sunday School was the girl of my childhood crush Momma was praying for the class My eyes laid on her She would look up and smile Sorry lord have mercy on my soul Mm lord how mercy On my soul In the school yard She dress like a tomboy All the other boys were Scared of her Called her names On the basketball court Made sure I made my Free throws so i could be A team captain Mmm I always chose her We all did not go to the same church Nobody seen her in her Sunday best but me Mmm Lord have mercy on my soul on Sundays she wore her Sunday best Usually in a flowery dress With her hair flowing Not in a messy bun Every elegant dress she wore match her dirty blonde hair mhm her eyes were brighter then The sun beams rays glowing from The ocean, big and blue Stare to long you get hypnotized made me feel like i was standing in front of an angel mhm lord have mercy on my soul My father was a preacher my mother was a teacher all I could remember from Sunday School Was my childhood crush at prayer time i pray with my eyes open starring right at her As we look up and smiled at each other lord have mercy on my soul for my eyes and ears only gave attention To her Momma always asked what taught bout In class Momma you expect me to pay attention When an angel sitting in front of me Lord how mercy on my soul she sing in the choir she had the voice of an angel any given day she could change a sinners heart in school she was not the girl all the guys had crushes on Ask her out on formal dance She said yes Here we are friends still to this day We laugh bout it Of course she always Starts the conversation With remember when you Yeah yeah I remember Whoo Lord have mercy on my soul Ooo Lord have mercy on my soul
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3:59
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12/25/2025