Sung at the funeral of our dad/grandpa Cliff Burns, October 19, 2013. Tim and Katie, MacKenzie and Madeline, Doug and Randall (Melanie at the piano).

It Is Well With My Soul-Children and Grandchildren of Cliff Burns

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writers: Josh Jordan
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My God Is So Good To Me

Nearer My God To Thee

A piece aint a person

I Can't Be Here

A Welcome to East Manure, Tennessee — Gay Chicken Capital of the Globe... Home of Kenneth & Dolly Rogers and true country love
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LYRICS:
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Well the tractors all rust
And the barns lean south
You can taste the manure 
Every time you open your mouth 

But out in the coop 
There’s a secret I found
A rainbow of feathers 
Where the best eggs are bound

Welcome to East Manure, Tennessee
Where the cows are hot  
The girls ice cold  
That smelly blue cheese  
Is covered in green mold  

When I grow up  
I want the farmers to say  

That they like my fresh tractor  
And all my chickens are gay  

Now my rooster won’t crow
And the hens won’t fight
They just strut around happy 
Every day and night

Neighbors all laugh
Say, boy you’re insane
But my gay little chickens 
Put the straight ones to shame

Living in East Manure, Tennessee  
Where the cows are hot  
The girls ice cold  
That smelly blue cheese  
Is covered in green mold  

When I grow up  
I want the farmers to say  
That they like my fresh tractor  
And all my chickens are gay  

Now the word got around 
Bout my rainbow-feathered flock

Folks rollin’ into town 
Just to line up at my stock

They swear by the yolk
Say it’s strong as an ox
And they pay me top dollar 
For a dozen in a box

Living in East Manure, Tennessee  
Where the cows are hot  
The girls ice cold  
That smelly blue cheese  
Is covered in green mold  

When I grow up  
I want the farmers to say  
That they like my fresh tractor  
And all my chickens are gay  

Now the mayor cut the ribbon
There’s a sign by the road:  
“East Manure — 
Gay Chicken Capital of the Globe”  
And the tourists all cheer 
With a flap and a squawk,  
Buying omelets at sunrise
Scrambled eggs by the block

Never thought I’d find love 
In this manure-stained place
Till I saw city sunshine 
With a smile on her face

I came from New York 
With my high heels on
Didn’t plan on a farm
But the money’s 
Too strong

She don’t like the mud
Or the smell in the air

But I love your gay chickens 
And the fortune they share

Now we’re rich off the eggs
But it ain’t just the gold
It’s a love made 
In East Manure, Tennessee 
That’ll never grow old.

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My God Is So Good To Me

Jordan Family Band

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