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My granddaddy never went to church, he felt closer to God with his hands in the dirt
Doin' hard work with the sun on his face, sweat on his brow and the wind in his hair
He'd say a prayer anywhere
He'd be standin' in the mittle of fresh moon field, the spirit with movin' and he just kneel
And start givin' things, for God's green earth and when he came to church he'd prefer his
Blue sky cathe- -dral with its white pied stip- -ple
Sunrise for its stained glass windows, singin' along with that songbird hymnal
Made his soul fly like an e- -go under that blue sky cathe- -dral
Every now and then some folks from town, they dropped in and tried to bring 'em round
Until the foe but he just smile, fix them some tea and let 'em talk a while
And then maybe he's say to me
Girl, some people gotta have for walls to keep to word to hear the call
And that's okay and as for me, I do better underneath my
Blue sky cathe- -dral with its white pied stip- -ple
Sunrise for its stained glass window, singin' along with that songbird hymnal
Made my soul fly like an ego under my blue sky cathe- -dral
It's been years since we've been gone, we buried in upon the hill
But it don't matter where I am, I feel you with still, --- under my
Blue sky ca- thedral with its white pied stip- ple
Sunrise for its stained glass window, singin' along with that songbirds hymnal
Makes my soul fly like an e- -go under my blue sky cathe- -dral
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