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Sunburn on my left arm, sunset in my face
This highway takes me westward, to a special place
Past the country farmlands, through the rolling hills
My Eastern tour of Tennessee helps me to feel

Oooh, That there's hope ahead
Oooh, that God's got a plan
Oooh, it matters who I am
Give me strength to believe

They say that there's peace to rest, and joy to bless, in you
But stuck in traffic I don't see it, I feel like a fool
I'm out of hope, a lonely soul, and anger's in there too
But God you've shown grace to me in making me your tool

Oooh, oh God use me now
Oooh, oh God show me how
To, Lord, use my weary hands
Oh God your will be done

That woman is a gift to me, you know she's beautiful
I just wish that our time was here, to become as one
We'll trust the plan, and praise you in between
Oh God help us believe

We made waffles in the kitchen, and danced out on the porch
We sang a hymn and prayed to Jesus, he knows what it's all for
On my way back from her house, oh what a time we'd had
Thank you Lord for giving us this time to trust your plan
This time to trust your plan

Oooh, I see you working
Oooh, while I'm here waiting
Oooh, it's working for your good
When I'm patient I'll see



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Writer(s): David William Scanlan
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