| Blow Gabriel blow!
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| Go on and blow, Gabriel, blow!
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| I’ve been a sinner, I’ve been a scamp
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| But now I’m willin' to trim my lamp1
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| So blow, Gabriel, blow!
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| I was low, Gabriel, low!
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| Mighty low, Gabriel, low!
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| But now, since I have seen the light
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| I’m good by day and I’m good by night!
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| So blow, Gabriel, blow!
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| Once I was cited for hell
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| Once I was headed foe hell
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| But when I got to Satan’s door
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| I heard you blowin' on your horn once more
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| So I said, «Satan, farewell!»
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| And now I’m all ready to fly
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| Yes, to fly higher and higher and higher!
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| 'Cause I’ve gone through that brimstone and fire;
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| And I’ve purged my soul and my heart too
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| So climb up to the mountain top;
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| So start to blow, Gabriel, blow!
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| Go on and blow, Gabriel, blow!
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| I want to join your happy band
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| And play all day in the promised land
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| So blow, Gabriel, blow!
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| And now I’m all ready to fly
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| Yes, to fly higher and higher and higher!
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| 'Cause I’ve gone through that brimstone and fire;
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| And I’ve purged my soul and my heart too
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| So climb up to the mountain top;
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| So start to blow, Gabriel, blow!
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| Go on and blow, Gabriel, blow!
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| I want to join your happy band
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| And play all day in the promised land
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| So blow, Gabriel, blow! |