ALMOST HOME

I just can’t remember when he started slippin’
From that strong gentle giant he used to be
‘Cause now he takes forever
Just to walk down to the mail box
It hurts me so to see him grow so weak

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But he’s almost home
Soon he’ll be with Jesus
That’s where he belongs
Oh, an’ how I’m gonna miss him
When he’s gone
But he’s almost home

His old Chevy pickup is already given
It sits on blocks beneath that poplar tree
And the weeds have taken over
Out there in his garden
He loves to read but he can hardly see


Lyrics written by Bruce Haynes & Johnny Slater