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Nov 2019
I was little, play'n in the dirt
grown folk went to work
when the sun was high and hot
she'd stand close and make a shady spot
....and sing

Aint no shade in heaven
and I'm going to see when I'm there
Aint no shade in heaven
cause His light shines every where

I was grown and in the row
big ole sun moving offly slow
I went pulling that bacca plant
this ole tune we'd often chant

Aint no shade in heaven
and I'm going to see when I'm there
Aint no shade in heaven
cause His light shines every where

I'm old watch'n kids in the dirt
young folks went to work
The sun is high and hot
I stand close to make a shady spot
...and sing

Aint no shade in heaven
and I'm going to see when I'm there
Aint no shade in heaven
cause His light shines every where
The "she" in this is my great-grandmother who would actually make shade for me and my brother when we were very small children.
MT Browder
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