There is a town And its a little one You take the road to Good Hope Many pass on by Not much to look at But we need it so Where brother meets brother With respect in his eye Where sister loves sister You can live and die in peace In Good Hope And a little bit southeast Theres another road To New Philadelphia I have seen high corn and beans And painted ponies in the fields round New Philadelphia Well the land is rich But a family can be richer still When birth is a celebration And a little town stands still When to bury its own Is a solemn Goodbye Where it matters what you think How you eat and drink And it matters how you live and die In New Philadelphia Up these roads With the redwinged blackbirds Up these roads Where neighbors wave Up these roads Where the sun and rain both greet you Gravel, dirt, or paved Good Hope and New Philadelphia On the road to Good Hope Im on the road To New Philadelphia Gods grace unfolds Come ride with a Friend
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