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I remember the year my grandaddy died Gone,gonna rise again
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We dug his grave on a mountainside Gone,gonna rise again
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I was too young to understand
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The way he felt all about the land
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But I could read his history in his hand. He said Gone,gonna rise again
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Corn in the crib and apples in the bin Gone,gonna rise again
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Hay in the loft, cotton in the gin Gone,gonna rise again
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Cows in the barn and hogs in the plot
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You know he never had a lot Ah-h-h
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But he worked like mule for the little he'd got Gone,gonna rise again
Oo-oo-oo
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Those apple trees on the mountainside Gone,gonna rise again
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He planted the seeds just before he died Gone,gonna rise again
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I guess he knew he'd never see
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The red fruit hanging from the tree
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But he planted those seeds for his children and me Gone,gonna rise again
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I’m sittin’ on a ridge high above this farm Gone,gonna rise again
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Thinkin’ of my people that have gone on. They said Gone,gonna rise again
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Like a tree that grows in the mountain ground
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The storms of life come and cut ya down
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But the new wood springs from the roots underground Gone,gonna rise again
D Em
Gone, gonna rise again
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But the new wood springs from the roots underground Gone,gonna rise again