How Long

Bride

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    Mary, don't you cry, kiss me now so I can die
    Alabaster laughing sigh, a sinner with holy eyes
    Wash my feet with her tears, choke and strangle sister fear
    Let down your pretty hair, touch the day annoint the year

    How long? Not long, reap what you sow
    How long? Not long, his truth is marching on
    How long? Not long, been to the mountain top
    How long? Not long 'til Jesus calls me home

    You always have the poor, I prepare a place for you
    My cup runs over, rod and staff will comfort you
    Kill the shepherd the sheep will scatter, across the barren land
    The hour has now come, wash the silver from your hands

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    How long? Not long, reap what you sow
    How long? Not long, his truth is marching on
    How long? Not long, been to the mountain top
    How long? Not long 'til Jesus calls me home

    Liverpool is dead and the sounds that fill the air
    The president went to dallas and he never came out of there
    If Jesus Christ offends you, you wear x's in your eyes
    Bob Dylan never changed the world and I don't believe he ever tried

    How long? Not long, reap what you sow
    How long? Not long, his truth is marching on
    How long? Not long, been to the mountain top
    How long? Not long 'til Jesus calls me home

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    Composición: Dale Thompson y Bride

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