Sweet Grace, And
Oh, my, my
A centerpiece
She's God's design
I wouldn't mind
Having her stuck in my eye
Holding hands
Telling her all my worst sins
Just cause I can
I know she'll never fumble my hand
Fumble my
Sweet Grace, And
Crossing paths
Cross my fingers
Lay down flat
Not so fast
Time's running out
But it comes in blasts
Comes in blasts
Out of state
Call you for a half a day
See your face
See a reason I should stay
Oh, should I stay
Sweet Grace, And
A centerpiece
She's God's design
I wouldn't mind
Having her stuck in my eye
Holding hands
Telling her all my worst sins
Just cause I can
I know she'll never fumble my hand
Fumble my
Sweet Grace, And
Crossing paths
Cross my fingers
Lay down flat
Not so fast
Time's running out
But it comes in blasts
Comes in blasts
Out of state
Call you for a half a day
See your face
See a reason I should stay
Oh, should I stay
Sweet Grace, And
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Writer(s): Jacob Smith Iv
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