| Woke up this morning with my head in my hand
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| Come on, children, come on
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| The snow was falling all over the land
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| Come on, children, come on
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| I don’t know but I’ve been told
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| Come on, children, come on
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| That the streets of heaven have all been sold
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| Come on, children, come on
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| Come on, children, all come home
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| Jesus gonna make you well
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| Come on, people, now its time to go
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| Go to where a man can dwell
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| Well the sun come up while I wrote this song
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| Come on, children, come on
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| To remind me well that it won’t be long
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| Come on children come on
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| Come on, Gabriel, blow that thing
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| Come on, children come on
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| All God’s children got to dance and sing
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| Come on, children come on
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| All God’s children got to sing and shout
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| Come on, children, come on
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| There ain’t nobody 'round bound to kick you out
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| Come on, children, come on
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| One of these days we’ll all be there
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| Come on, children, come on
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| Seeing those wheels way up in the air
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| Come on, children, come on
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| Come on everybody now what’s it worth
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| Come on, children, come on
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| To make a heaven out of this earth
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| Come on, children, come on
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| Moses gonna make you well
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| You know even Daniel’s gonna make you well
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| Jesus gonna make you well
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| Mm, mm, gonna make you well |