By Dallas Holm

They said I'd never make it;
They said it would not last.
They said I'd never get away
From all that's in my past.
They said I would not last a day,
They said I'd be right back;
But here I am still with You, Lord,
And I wonder where they're at.

Oh, You and me, Jesus,
We sure fooled 'em all.
They just thought they knew for sure
That I was gonna fall.
Well, I'm sure far from perfect,
As You can plainly see;
But after all these years, oh Lord,
It's still You and me.

My friends they all did leave me;
They hung me out to dry.
Sometimes I'd get so lonesome, Lord,
I'd just hand my head and cry.
I guess they thought they'd show me
And I guess they had their fun;
But it really does not matter much
Because You're still number one.

Oh, You and me, Jesus,
We sure fooled 'em all.
They just thought they knew for sure
That I was gonna fall.
Well, I'm sure far from perfect,
As You can plainly see;
But after all these years, oh Lord,
It's still You and me.

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