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Sing a Glad SongAw, Lucy came to fill whatever hole was in my soulTurned on a velvet station and out came rock 'n' roll Then a river came down, oh, straight out of a cloud Told me to sing about my soul And I like where I am living There are many pretty people And we get to sit around Oh, the chairs inside the steeple And contemplate the air And the prayers they throw up there And watch them come back down While others make it out And when you get to feeling so bad Sing a glad song And when you get to feeling so mad Sing a glad song And perhaps we'll meet again, my friend Up off the weather Oh, you and me Us together Oh, Jacob came to ease Whatever pain was in my knees Said, "There's poetry in your soul Wrap it up and let it go" And our shoes were always broken There never was enough token Each coffin is a top, man Each circle is a bottom And when you get to feeling so bad Honey, just like dirt Take a glad, glad, glad, glad song And put it right where it hurts And perhaps we'll meet again, my friend Up off the weather Oh, and these coughs Oh, in our chest Will have gotten better And perhaps we'll meet again, my friend Up off the weather Oh, you and me Us together |