| He took a hundred pounds of clay
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| And then He said, «Hey, listen»
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| «I'm gonna fix this-a world today»
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| «Because I know what’s missin' «Then He rolled His big sleeves up
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| And a brand new world began
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| He created a woman and a lots of lovin' for a man
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| Whoa-oh-oh, yes he did
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| With just a hundred pounds of clay
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| He made my life worth livin'
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| And I will thank Him every day
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| For every kiss you’re givin'
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| And I’ll thank Him every night
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| For the arms that are holdin' me tight
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| And He did it all with
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| Just a hundred pounds of clay
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| Yes he did, whoa-oh, yes He did
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| Now can’tcha just see Him a-walkin' 'round and 'round
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| Pickin' the clay uppa off the ground?
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| Doin' just what He should do
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| To make a livin' dream like you
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| He rolled His big sleeves up
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| And a brand new world began
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| He created a woman and a lots of lovin' for a man
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| Whoa-oh-oh, yes he did
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| With just a hundred pounds of clay
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| People, let me tall ya what He did
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| With just a hundred pounds of clay |