Strong Hand (for June)

He was a tall man, raised up from the fields out pickin' cotton
 In a hard land where the ground was poor and the wood was rotten
 But when he saw her, all those bad times were forgotten
 And he believed, he believed
 She was the strong hand, a good sister and a daughter
 Lookin' for one man to love the way that her mama taught her
 And when she saw him, she thanked God for what he'd brought her
 She believed, she believed
 And it's a miracle how one soul finds another
 Just one miracle is all it took, my brother
 For I have seen them as they walk this world together
 And I believe, I believe
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 Oh, it's a sad thing when one must leave the other
 And fly up where the voice rings out with all the multitudes that gather
 But for a short while down here no song ever sounded sweeter
 And we believed, we believed
 For it's a miracle how one soul finds another
 Just one miracle is all it took, my brother
 And I will see them, someday they'll walk again together
 I believe, I believe
 This I believe, I believe