| Round, round, wanna go round
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| Wanna see the rock of ages
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| When my body gives out
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| Gonna read the final pages
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| Oh, my mother is gone
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| She told me I should meet her
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| Someday streets of gold
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| Gonna guide me on to greet her
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| Once my father sat down
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| And told me of the prophets
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| Mathew, Mark, Luke and John
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| They’re gone but not forgotten
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| Round, round wanna go round
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| Wanna see the rock of ages
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| ‘Til my body gives out
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| Gonna read the gospel pages
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| Moses heard a voice
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| Called him up the mountain
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| Forty days have spent
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| When Moses come a-shoutin'
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| Round, round wanna go round
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| Wanna see the rock of ages
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| ‘Til my body gives out
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| Gonna read the gospel pages
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| Round, round wanna go round
|
| Wanna see the rock of ages
|
| ‘Til my body gives out
|
| Gonna read the gospel pages
|
| Round, round wanna go round
|
| Wanna see the rock of ages
|
| ‘Til my body gives out
|
| Gonna read the gospel pages
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| Round, round wanna go round
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| Wanna see the rock of ages
|
| ‘Til my body gives out
|
| Gonna read the gospel pages
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| Gonna read the gospel pages |