| We have found Providence
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| And we will sing till the floods come to wash us all away
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| We have found Providence
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| And we will sing till the floods come to wash us all away
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| We have found Providence
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| And we will sing till the floods come to wash us all away
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| We have found Providence
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| And we will sing till the floods come to wash us all away
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| Oh, one two three
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| Roger Williams gonna baptize me
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| Breathe the water in so we can be so be so pure like Him
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| It’s God fearing, God bless, Goddamn, God is coming down
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| It’s God fearing, God bless, Goddamn, God is coming down, down, down
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| His name is Roger Williams
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| Man, he’s got a soul
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| He’s a man of the cloth he likes to rock & roll
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| Beating on his bible just to stay in time
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| Ten little indians standing in a line
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| All the Narragansetts never had a clue
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| Roger Williams don’t take, we’ll deliver you
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| Wash away our red, purify our skin
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| All so we may be a puritan
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| Just like Him, Just like Him
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| Just like Him a puritan
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| Just like HIm
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| Oh, one three two
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| They say he’s gonna baptize you
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| Narragansetts we, we’re gonna be so pure like He
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| (Munly)
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| It’s God fearing, God bless, Goddamn, God is coming down
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| It’s God fearing, God bless, Goddamn, show me around
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| You know Roger Williams, he was the founder
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| Of the first baptist church
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| But it’s not just the first baptist church
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| It’s the first baptist church in America
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| It’s right in Providence
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| It’s right downtown
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| And I’d like you all to come and see it
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| I’d like to show you around
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| You see it’s right there in Providence
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| It’s right downtown
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| And I’d like you all to come and see it
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| I’d like to show you around
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| His name is Roger Williams
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| Man, he’s got a soul
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| He’s a man of the cloth he likes to rock & roll
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| Beating on his bible just to stay in time
|
| Ten little indians standing in a line
|
| All the Narragansetts never had a clue
|
| Roger Williams don’t take, we’ll deliver you
|
| Wash away our red, let’s purify our skin
|
| All so we may be a puritan
|
| His name is Roger Williams
|
| Man, he’s got a soul
|
| He’s a man of the cloth he likes to rock & roll
|
| Beating on his bible just to stay in time
|
| Ten little indians standing in a line
|
| All the Narragansetts never had a clue
|
| Roger Williams don’t take, we’ll deliver you
|
| Wash away our red, let’s purify our skin
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| All so we may be a puritan
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| We have found Providence
|
| And we will sing till the floods come to wash us all away
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| We have found Providence
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| And we will sing till the floods come to wash us all away
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| We have found Providence
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| And we will sing till the floods come to wash us all away
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| We have found Providence
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| And we will sing till the floods come to wash us all away |