Verse 1
I don't mind if you've got something nice to say about me
I enjoy an accolade like the rest
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if you could take my picture and hang it in a gallery
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with all the who's who and so and so's that used to be the best
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at such and such ...it wouldn't matter much
I won't lie it feels alright to see your name in lights
we all need an atta boy or atta girl
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in the end I'd like to hang my hat on more besides
the temporary trappings of this world
CHORUS:
I wanna leave a legacy
How will they remember me
Did I choose to love
Did I point to you enough to make a mark on things
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I want to leave an offering
A child of mercy and grace who blessed your name unapologetically
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And leave that kind of legacy
Verse 2
I don't have to look too far or too long awhile
To make a lengthy list of all that I enjoy.
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It's an accumulating trinket and a treasure pile
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Where moth and rust, thieves and such will soon enough destroy.
CHORUS
BRIDGE:
Not well-traveled not well-read
Not well to do or well-bred
I just want to hear instead
"Well done," good and faithful one!
CHORUS