Strolling Along
Today as I walked the dog,
Or you might say,
The dog walked me.
The fog was just being burnt away,
By a beautiful golden sun,
O what a beautiful day.
We strolled along,
Not moving very fast,
As I glanced toward the ditch,
I spied a dead sparrow,
Lying in the grass.
My mind remembered,
That great hymn,
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He is watching me.
Or you might say,
The dog walked me.
The fog was just being burnt away,
By a beautiful golden sun,
O what a beautiful day.
We strolled along,
Not moving very fast,
As I glanced toward the ditch,
I spied a dead sparrow,
Lying in the grass.
My mind remembered,
That great hymn,
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He is watching me.
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