| Get me through this Lord and I’ll do anything you say
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| Live right read a good book I’ll settle down and prey
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| When Gabriel blows his horn I know things might not go my way
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| Get me through this Lord and I’ll do anything you say
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| Pluck me from this driftwood Lord I’ll be a better man
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| Raise me from the deep sea in the palm of your great hand
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| Let me see tomorrow and I’ll try to understand
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| How the sinking of my little vessel fits into your plan
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| Here’s to the Halcyon, forever may she rest
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| At the bottom of the ocean, for the good Lord knows best
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| You made her from lumber and you gave her to the sea
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| Now good Lord what do you propose to do with me?
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| Get me through this Lord and I’ll devote my life to you
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| Things look pretty bleak right now but I know you’ll come through
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| I’ve squandered my good fortune and my other fortune too
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| Get me through this Lord and I’ll devote my life to you
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| I cannot change my past mistakes
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| I’ve led a life devoid of virtue
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| Either way the man I am
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| Is dead and gone although I know the past
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| Can come around and hurt you
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| Get me through this lord and I will never drink again
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| I’ll pore over my Bible and I’ll pour out all my gin
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| I’ll prove to you a sinning man can turn his back on sin
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| Give me some fresh water Lord I’ll never drink again
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| Here’s to the Halcyon, forever may she rest
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| At the bottom of the ocean, for the good Lord knows best
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| You made her from lumber and you gave her to the sea
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| Now good Lord what do you propose to do with me?
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| Here’s to the Halcyon, forever may she rest
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| At the bottom of the ocean, for the good Lord knows best
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| You made her from lumber and you gave her to the sea
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| Now good Lord what do you propose to do with me?
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| Good Lord what do you propose to do with me? |