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Grace's amazing hands, they hold me |
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They're as soft as a feather bed |
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She would never try to scold me |
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She knows the words that work instead |
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I always thought that love was frightening |
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I always thought it'd be so rough |
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Love has sent me down an angel baby |
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I knew it was grace, just by her touch |
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Grace's amazing hands, they're ugly |
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They're bruised by the blows that I've blown |
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She knows well I don't deserve her |
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She laughs and says, "That's the way love goes" |
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I always thought that love was frightening |
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I always thought it'd be so rough |
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Love has sent me down an angel, baby |
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I knew it was grace, just by her touch |
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What did I do, hey yeah, baby |
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What did I say |
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For love to smile down on me? |
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And show me amazing grace |
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Show me amazing grace |
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Grace's amazing hands, they hold me |
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They're as soft as a feather bed |
