God Bless the Absentee

Lord, I am a working man
 And music is my trade
 I'm traveling with this five piece band
 I play the ace of spades
 I have a wife and family
 But they don't see much of me
 God bless the absentee
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 Lord, I am a surgeon
 And music is my knife
 It cuts away my sorrow
 Purifies my life
 But if I could release my heart
 From veins and arteries
 I'd say, "God bless the absentee"
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 I miss my woman so
 I miss my bed
 I miss those soft places
 I used to lay my head
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 My son don't need me yet
 His bones are soft
 He flies a silver airplane
 He wears a golden cross
 God bless the absentee
 Lord, this country's changed so fast
 The future is the present
 The present's in the past
 The highways are in litigation
 The airports disagree
 God bless the absentee
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 God bless the absentee
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 God bless the absentee
 God bless the absentee