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Gene McDaniels |
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Miscellaneous |
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A Hundred Pounds Of Clay |
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He took a hundred pounds of clay |
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And they He said "Hey, listen" |
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"I'm gonna fix this-a world today" |
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"Because I know what's missin' " |
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Then He rolled his big sleeves up |
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And a brand-new world began |
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He created a woman and-a lots of lovin' for a man |
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Whoa-oh-oh, yes he did |
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With just a hundred pounds of clay |
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He made my life worth livin' |
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And I will thank Him every day |
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For every kiss you're givin' |
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And I'll thank Him every night |
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For the arms that are holdin' me tight |
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And He did it all with just a hundred pounds of clay |
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Yes he did, whoa-oh, yes He did |
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Now can'tcha just see Him a-walkin' 'round and 'round |
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Pickin' the clay uppa off the ground? |
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Doin' just what He should do |
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To make a livin' dream like you |
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He rolled His big sleeves up |
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And a brand-new world began |
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He created a woman and-a lots of lovin' for a man |
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Whoa-oh-oh, yes he did |
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With just a hundred pounds of clay |
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FADE |
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People, let me tall ya what He did |
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With just a hundred pounds of clay |