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I just canít remember when he started slippiní
From that strong gentle giant he used to be
ĎCause now he takes forever
Just to walk down to the mail box
It hurts me so to see him grow so weak

But heís almost home
Soon heíll be with Jesus
Thatís where he belongs
Oh, aní how Iím gonna miss him
When heís gone
But heís almost home

His old Chevy pickup is already given
It sits on blocks beneath that poplar tree
And the weeds have taken over
Out there in his garden
He loves to read but he can hardly see

Lyrics written by Bruce Haynes & Johnny Slater