| In the days of Noah before the Lord
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| When the wicked had all forgotten God
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| Brother Noah, built a boat, which above
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| God’s wrath did float
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| And the people saw that they were made of mud
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| As the doors swang open and gang plank standing out
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| Noah and his family entered with a shout
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| As the scorners stretched their necks
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| Noah stepped out on the deck
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| Saying, I’m so glad I’m on the inside looking out
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| Oh I’d rather be on the inside looking out
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| Than to be on the outside looking in
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| When the rain began to fall, sinners on the
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| Lord did call
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| The door was shut and night was setting in
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| Then old Noah from the window looking out
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| Gazed to heaven beyond the water spout
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| And he said I thank the Lord that I took Him
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| At His word
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| I’m so glad I’m on the inside looking out
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| Good old Daniel lived in Babylon long ago
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| And he had the grace to tell the devil no
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| Though he prayed three times a day in the
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| Good old fashioned way
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| They said he, to the lions den must go
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| And lions made him welcomed to their home
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| For they knew he was nothing but backbone
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| When the king looked in and said, «Are you
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| Alive or are you dead?"
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| He was stirred as Daniel spoke in gentle tones |