Arthur and Maude (Noble) Haddix, before 1938 | ||||||
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A hundred-year-old photograph stares out
from a frame,
and if you look real close you'll see our
eyes are just the same.
I never met them face to face, but I still
know them well
From the stories my dear grandmama tells.
Elijah was a farmer, he knew how to make
things grow,
and Fannie vowed she'd follow him, wherever
he would go.
As things turned out they never left their
small Kentucky farm,
but he kept her fed, and she kept him warm.
They're my guardian angels, and I know they
can see;
Every step I take, they are watching over
me.
I might not know where I'm going,
but I'm sure where I come from.
but I'm sure where I come from.
They're my guardian angels, and I'm their
special one.
Sometimes when I'm tired I feel Elijah take
my arm;
he says, "Keep a-goin' - hard work never
did a body harm."
And when I'm really troubled and I don't
know what to do,
Fannie whispers, "Just do your best - we're
awful proud of you."
They're my guardian angels, and I know they
can see;
Every step I take, they are watching over
me.
I might not know where I'm going,
but I'm sure where I come from.
but I'm sure where I come from.
They're my guardian angels, and I'm their
special one.
A hundred-year-old photograph stares out
from a frame,
and if you look real close you'll see our
eyes are just the same.
-- "Guardian Angels" by The Judds
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