The old familiar hymn, often heard at funerals in the South because - "it was Mama's/Daddy's favorite." Alan Jackson has just the right warm, rich baritone for it.
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No offense, but just not my cup of tea.
It's a very dear song to me - I had it played at the funeral of my darling mama. It might be played at mine one day.
But tastes differ. Try the espresso shop next door.
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