Garbage Bag of Miracles

Daddy was a drunk who couldn't hold a job
Mommy had self-esteem issues, and didn't believe in God
But we heard about a program, and that was all it took
And I traded in my toes that day for an age-appropriate book

Me and little Suzie never had much to call our own
Peggy Lou and Johnny Sue were living in a trailer home
Mom stood in line in the freezing cold, surrounding by her brood
For a garbage bag of miracles, and a box of expired food

We got a garbage bag of miracles
Underneath the Christmas tree
A garbage bag of miracles
It was a gift from God to me
And if I ever meet Mr. Jesus Christ
I'm gonna ask him and his dad
How'd you ever fit all them miracles
Up in that garbage bag

We got a garbage bag of miracles
Underneath the Christmas tree
A garbage bag of miracles
It was a gift from God to me
And if I ever meet Mr. Jesus Christ
I'm gonna ask him and his dad
How'd you ever fit all them miracles
Up in that garbage bag

How'd you ever fit all them miracles
Up in that garbage bag



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Writer(s): Frederick Diddle
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