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Presented Here - April 17, 2004, 7:47 PM

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I Checked On You Again Last Night

Lou Rogers

Honey, I checked on you again last night

I thought I heard your voice

Like so many times before

I just walked in your room quietly

And stood near the door

 

You of course were not there

And as I moved nearer to your empty bed

I felt myself wishing that I were dead -

 

Standing there in the dim light

I couldn’t help but say this prayer --

Asking the Lord to come and get me too

My need was so overwhelming

All I wanted was to be with you

 

I stood there thinking for a long, long time

Memories of you were flooding my mind --

When I thought I heard

Your sweet voice again-

“Rog, please Rog --

Don’t hurry your life away

I will be here waiting for you

On your appointed day.”

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