| Save me, Sister, Sister, save me,
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| Save me from temptation,
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| Of other lips, of other eyes,
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| Of other vows, of other ties,
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| Of other smiles and other sighs.
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| From that devil revelry,
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| From the life of fancy free!
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| Save me, Sister, Sister, save me;
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| My heart needs salvation!
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| I’m gonna miss, I’m gonna stray,
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| But lady, from this very day,
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| I’ll go the straight and narrow way.
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| Sister, if you lead me to
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| Pastures green and eyes of blue,
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| Don’t make me feel like a motherless child,
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| A sisterless son,
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| And dozens and dozens of loverless cousins!
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| Save me, Sister, Sister, save me;
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| What’s my destination?
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| I’m gonna rise, I’m gonna shine,
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| I’m gonna sign the dotted line,
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| I’m going to make the heavens mine, above,
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| Sister, you’re a winner if you save a little sinner who’s in love.
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| There’s a light ahead in somebody’s eyes.
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| His heart cries out for love that glorifies!
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| Don’t make him feel like a motherless child,
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| A sisterless son,
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| And dozens and dozens of loverless cousins;
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| He’s headed for,
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| He’s headed for,
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| That pearly shore
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| That pearly shore,
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| That golden door,
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| That golden door!
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| The little sinner who’s in love! |