| Right about seven Mama got the call
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| Sonny boy was calling home from Montreal
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| Now Mama always said he was a libertine
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| But he bought a ring and put it on his Josephine
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| And now Mama say Selah, Selah
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| Everybody lift their voice and raise the praise
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| Selah, Selah
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| God, He always working in mysterious ways
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| Once upon a time there was a mean old man
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| Used to fall asleep beside a garbage can
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| Then somebody said he met the Holy dove
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| Now you never met someone so filled with love
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| And Mama say Selah, Selah
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| Everybody lift their voice and raise the praise
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| Selah, Selah
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| God, He always working in mysterious ways
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| Little girl they thought would never walk again
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| She had to spend the week in bed when she turned ten
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| Then one summer day she said: I feel all right
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| Now they’re lining up to see that lady dance tonight
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| And Mama say Selah, Selah
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| Everybody lift their voice and raise the praise
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| Selah, Selah
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| God, He always working in mysterious ways |