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I had an uncle name of Matthew...he was his father's only boy
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Born just south of Colby, Kansas...he was his mother's pride and joy

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   Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on
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   Love was just a way to live and die
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   Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field
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   Blue was just the Kansas summer sky

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And all the stories that he told me back when I was just a lad
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All the memories that he gave me...all the good times that he had
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Growin' up a Kansas farmboy...life was mostly havin' fun
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Ridin' on his daddy's shoulders behind a mule, beneath the sun

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   Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on
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   Love was just a way to live and die
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   Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field
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   Blue was just the Kansas summer sky

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Well, I guess there were some hard times and I'm told some years were lean
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They had a storm in '47...twister came and stripped 'em clean
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He lost the farm and lost his family...he lost the wheat, he lost his home
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But he found the family bible and faith as solid as a stone

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   Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on
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   Love was just a way to live and die
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   Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field
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   Blue was just the Kansas summer sky

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So he came to live at our house...and he came to work the land
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He came to ease my daddy's burdens and he came to be my friend
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So I wrote this down for Matthew...it's for him this song is sung
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Ridin' on his daddy's shoulders behind a mule, beneath the sun

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   Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on
    D7                               G C G
   Love was just a way to live and die
             G/B    C     G/B     Am
   Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field
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   Blue was just the Kansas summer sky
             G       G/B     C        G/B     Am
   Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on
    D7                               G C G
   Love was just a way to live and die
             G/B    C     G/B     Am
   Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field
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   Blue was just the Kansas summer sky