| My tired feet
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| My tired, tried feet
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| My tired feet
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| Oh my tired feet
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| My tired feet brought me to that red boat
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| So still and foreign waters
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| And although I’ve never been here
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| Oh although I’ve never been here
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| I know that here I’ve swam before
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| Here I’ve swam before
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| And soon I came
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| Oh so soon I came
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| Soon I came
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| Oh so soon I came
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| Soon I came to the silent place of choir voices
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| In excelsis Deo
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| Deo
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| Where Jesus, he keeps the streets out
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| Jesus he keeps the heat out
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| Jesus he keeps the noise out
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| And here oh here I’ve sung before
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| Here I’ve sung before
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| I know that here I’ve sung before
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| Here I’ve sat, I’ve run, I’ve walked, I’ve cried
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| I’ve died
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| I’ve slept in 'til noon and I’ve laughed and I’ve sighed
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| I know that here I’ve sung before
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| Oh here I’ve sung before
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| I know that here I’ve sung before
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| Here I’ve sung before |