The Old Tin Cup

Nothing better than watching the morning sun come up
Except maybe wrapping your fingers around an old tin cup
Watching the clouds as they seem to lift from the ground
And a peaceful feeling comes over you as you realize, the world as you know is still safe and sound
Oh sure the world is still fighting abroad
But right here, right now I find peace with God

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