Caedmon's Call - All i need did not catch her name

^Fdid not catch her n^Fame, did not catch her t^Gears. it hit me like a t^Amrain when her story hit my ^Fears. mother of eight s^Fons, father off to wa^Gr, got no home addr^Amess – just bricks on a dirt flo^Gor. she said, &q^Fuot;Jesus is all^F I need."

tiny plot of l^Fand, corn stored up in p^Giles. years it doesn't r^Amain... they just stay hungry for a wh^File. no fatted calf to k^Fill, she made a feast of cuy and c^Gorn. she said, "who else kne^Amw my name before the day that i was b^Forn? Je^Fsus is all i ne^Fed J^Dm7esus is ^Fall i n^Feed."

she bragged about her bo^Fys – how they're growin' into m^Gen, how they learned to praise the L^Amord, old style ecuadori^Fan. to buy the new guita^Fr she had to sell the sw^Gine. said, "my boys go t^Amo school on a foreign ange^Fl's dime.

^Gthis world calls me po^For, i bore my b^Gabies on this flo^For. ^GHe always provi^Fdes sure as the s^Fun will rise. so i'll s^Ding Him songs of pr^Amaise 'cause i k^Dnow He'll keep me in His ga^Fze."

rain poured from the s^Fky, we raced back to the v^Gan. there were tears in the e^Amyes of this poor, forgetful m^Fan. mother of eight s^Fons, she knows the peace of G^God. Lord, help me learn to le^Aman on Thy staff and Thy r^Fod. ^FJesus is all I ne^Fed, ^Dm7Jesus is a^Fll I n^Feed.