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Oh I wash my hands

And I take my place

Bow my head

And clean my plate

I think and act

And I talk this way

For I was raised

In a state of grace

Well, I always know

Right where I am

From Muscle Shoals

Down to Birmingham

From the rolling hills

Clear to Mobile Bay

Where I come from

Is a state of grace

Well I’m up and down

And I’m left and right

Rich and poor

Black and white

I am not alone

I am not ashamed

To make my home

In a state of grace

Oh I hear the call

Of the whippoorwill

As the moonlight falls

Over cotton fields

And if I should die

Before I wake

I will lay me down

In a state of grace

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