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God bless you, Dwight D. Eisenhower
As I stand next to the truck stop shower
Watching our bright destiny unfold
Now your highway moves from here to gone
This land we've laid out hands upon
And sir, it is a sight just to behold
Oh God bless you, Dwight D. Eisenhower
Though this is not our finest hour
Highwaymen have made off with your creed
And now the band is marching, no matter what
The eyes of history are shut
This is the hour of our deepest need
Oh, and the wind howls
Mmm, and the wind howls
Oh the wind howls, through the fields of Abilene
So God bless you, Dwight D. Eisenhower
As now the youth in all their flower
Hang on the iron cross you warned us of
And they say you wept to hang them slow
And you among us all might know
These things it seems we sometimes do for love
Oh these things we do for love
Oh, and the wind howls
Mmm, and the wind howls
Oh the wind howls through the fields of Abilene
Mmm, and the wind howls
Oh, and the wind howls
Oh the wind howls through the fields of Abilene
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