| I woke up this mornin' with my head in my hands
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| Come on, children, come on
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| The snow was a-fallin' 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, oh come home
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| Jesus gonna make you well
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| Come on, people, it’s 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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| You remember me that it won’t be long
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| Come on, children, come on
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| Come on, children, oh come home
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| Jesus gonna make you well
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| Come on, people, it’s time to go
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| Go to where a man can dwell
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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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| Ain’t nobody 'round here to kick you out
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| Come on, children, come on
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| One of these days we will 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, tell me what’s it worth
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| Come on, children, come on
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| To make a sand right out of this earth
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| Come on, children, come on
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| Come on people, oh come home
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| Jesus gonna make you well, well, well, well
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| Come on, children, children, come on
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| Let us go to where a man can dwell
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| I woke up this mornin', Lord, my head in my hand
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| Come on, children, come on
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| Snow was a-fallin' all over the land
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| Come on, children, come on
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| I don’t know, somewhere I’ve been told
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| Come on, children, come on
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| That the streets of Heaven |