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God Bless the Family / this Human Race

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My mama was from the mountains

My father was from the sky

My baby’s locked in jail now

And myself, I’m feeling shy

 

God bless the family

God bless this human race

 

Why’s all these people running?

What’re they trying to chase?

 

My sister she made the rivers

She dug em out I know

My brother he starts the Winters

He covers us with snow

My cousins and sons and daughters

They light up the night sky

But my baby’s still in jail now

Time I got up and found out why

 

God bless the family

God bless this human race

 

I’m still counting all these people

Trying to solve this human case

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