VERSE 1:

We lease twenty acres and one Ginny mule

From the Alabama trust

For half of the cotton and a third of the corn

We get a handful of dust

CHORUS:

We cannot have all things to please us, no matter how we try

Until we've all gone to Jesus, we can only wonder why

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VERSE 2:

I had a daughter called her Annabelle

She's the apple of my eye

Tried to give her something like I never had

Didn't want to ever hear her cry

CHORUS:

We cannot have all things to please us, no matter how we try

Until we've all gone to Jesus, we can only wonder why

VERSE 3:

When I'm dead and buried I'll take a hard life of tears

From every day I've ever known

Anna's in the churchyard she got no life at all

She only got these words on a stone

CHORUS:

We cannot have all things to please us, no matter how we try

Until we've all gone to Jesus, we can only wonder why