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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=79950" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Matthew</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Had an uncle named matthew<br>Was his fathers only boy<br>Born just south of colby, kansas<br>Was his mothers pride and joy<br>Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on<br>Love was just the way to live and die<br>Gold was just a windy kansas wheatfield<br>Blue, just a kansas summer sky<br>All the stories that he told me<br>Back when I was just a lad<br>All the memories that he gave me<br>All the good times that he had<br>Growin up a kansas farmboy<br>Life was mostly havin fun<br>Ridin on his daddys shoulders<br>Behind a view beneath the sun<br>Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on<br>Love was just the way to live and die<br>Gold was just a windy kansas wheatfield<br>Blue is just a kansas summer sky<br>Well, I guess there were some hard times<br>And Im told some years were lean<br>They had a storm in forty-seven<br>A twister came and stripped them clean<br>He lost the farm and lost his family<br>He lost the wheat and lost his home<br>But he found a family bible<br>Faith as solid as a stone<br>Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on<br>Love was just the way to live and die<br>Gold was just a windy kansas wheatfield<br>Blue, just a kansas summer sky<br>So he came to live at our house<br>And he came to work the land<br>He came to ease my daddys burden<br>And he came to be my friend<br>So, I wrote this down for matthew<br>And its for him the song is sung<br>Ridin on his daddys shoulders<br>Behind a mule beneath the sun<br>Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on<br>Love was just the way to live and die<br>Gold was just a windy kansas wheatfield<br>Blue, just a kansas summer sky<br>Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on<br>Love was just the way to live and die<br>Gold was just a windy kansas wheatfield<br>Blue, just a kansas summer sky<br>Words and music by john denver</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by John Denver - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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Was his fathers only boy
Born just south of colby, kansas
Was his mothers pride and joy
Yes, and joy was just the thing that he was raised on
Love was just the way to live and die
Gold was just a windy kansas wheatfield
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