St Francis Amongst The Mortals

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[Verse 1]

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God said to the Saint
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"It's a mess on earth again
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The unhappy humans
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Show them of the life to be led
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Oh, show the lost and low
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The bitter and the cruel
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Show that even today
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You can be kind to one another"

[Verse 2]

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He arrived in London
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And lived a lamb-like life for a 
while
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With a friendly handshake
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He shared his money with the poor
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So soft was his heart that
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His kindness knew no bounds
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He said that even today
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You can be kind to one another

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[Bridge]

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He sank into debt
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And his kindness was used
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By those wise in the ways of the 
world
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He fell into a terribly melancholy

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[Verse 3]

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"I tried hard to show
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Awful mortals how to behave
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But I no longer know
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If kindness is quite rational
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So soft was my heart that
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My kindness knew no bounds
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But I no longer know
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If to be kind is to be clever

[Bridge]

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I fell into debt
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And my kindness was used
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By those wise in the ways of the 
world
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I fell into a terrible melancholy"

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[Verse 4]

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At long last the day came
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When the Saint succumbed to the 
world
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He kept a lock on his wallet
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And kept steel doors shut over his 
heart
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The way the world's made
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It's no wonder no one's good
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If you want to get on
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You count your cash and hate your 
neighbour

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