| I like my liquor and my livin' hard,
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| May the Lord save my sole;
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| My salvation was the turn of a card,
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| My heart was black as coal.
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| Now everybody’s got the right to go wrong,
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| Everybody’s got sing my song,
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| Everybody’s got the right to wrong,
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| Sing my song, Sing my song.
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| OohOh Glorio, Now I’m the Lord’s Disciple,
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| OohOh Glorio, Now Hand Me Down My Bible.
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| I don’t give a damn for any man,
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| As all the world can see;
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| The time has come to make a stand,
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| Oh won’t you shine your light on me.
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| Now come on people light your life begin
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| Come on now let the light shine in,
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| Come on people let your life begin;
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| Let it in, Let it in.
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| OohOh Glorio, Now I’m the Lord’s Disciple,
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| OohOh Glorio, Now Hand Me Down My Bible.
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| Well my life’s been a wreck,
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| I’ve been all I’d seen,
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| But now I’m back on solid ground.
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| I sang so low they gave up on me,
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| Well I was lost and now I’m found.
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| (Pre-Chorus)
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| Now everybody’s got the right to go wrong,
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| Everybody’s got sing my song,
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| Everybody’s got the right to wrong,
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| Sing my song, Sing my song.
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| OohOh Glorio, I’m the Lord’s Disciple
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| OohOh Glorio, Now Hand Me Down My Bible |