A Church Is Burning

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A church is burn - - - - ing

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the flames rise high - er

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like hands that are pray - ing

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a - glow in the sky

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Like hands that are praying

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the fi - re is  saying,

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"You can burn down my churches

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but I shall be - e free."

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Three hooded men thru the backroads did creep

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Torches in their hands while

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the village lies a-sleep

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Down to the church where

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just   hours be-fore

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voices were singing and

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hands were beating and

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saying I  won't be a slave any-more.

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And a church is burn - - - - ing

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the flames rise high - er

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like hands that are pray - ing

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a - glow in the sky

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Like hands that are praying

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the fi - re is  saying,

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"You can burn down my churches

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but I shall be - e free."

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Three hooded men, their hands lit the spark

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Then they faded in the night

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and they vanished in the dark

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And in the cool light of morning

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there's nothing that re-mains

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But the ashes of a bible and

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a can of kero-sene

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And a church is burn - - - - ing

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the flames rise high - er

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like hands that are pray - ing

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a - glow in the sky

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Like hands that are praying

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the fi - re is  saying,

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"You can burn down my churches

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but I shall be - e free."


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A church is more than just timber and stone

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And freedom is a dark road

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When you're walking it a-lone

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But the future is now

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and it's time to take a stand

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So the lost bells of freedom

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can ring out in my land

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And a church is burn - - - - ing

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the flames rise high - er

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like hands that are pray - ing

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a - glow in the sky

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Like hands that are praying

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the fi - re is  saying,

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"You can burn down my churches

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but I - I - I - I shall be free."