Oh, Bury Me Not Lyrics

Johnny Cash

<i>[Recitation:] Lord, I've never lived where churches grow I loved creation better as it stood That day you finished it so long ago And looked upon your work and called it good I know that others find you in the light That sifted down through tinted window panes And yet I seem to feel you near tonight In this dim, quiet starlight on the plains I thank you, Lord, that I'm placed so well That you've made my freedom so complete That I'm no slave to whistle, clock or bell Nor weak eyed prisoner of Waller Street Just let me live my life as I

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