Randy Newman – How Great Our Lord (Guitar)

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Sorry ladies, to make you wait, there's a couple of Buddhists at the

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Pearly Gates.  Asked my permission to come on board (What'd you do,

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Lord?) I had to have 'em put out with the trash. Sing it! Oh, Lord!

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(heavenly) How great our Lord (sing it to me) Oh, Lord! How great our

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Lord! Ladies, ladies.

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Why does the earth glide by below Like a great big rubber ball? (It

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is like a rubber ball) Why does the bird, fly through the sky Why

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does the apple fall?  (We don't know, Lord) Folks up here, ask me why

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Things go so badly down below I tell them when they ask me why I

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really do not know (But you do know, don't you Lord?) Of course I do,

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sing it Oh, Lord How great our Lord Oh, Lord How great our Lord So

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Folks up here, ask me why Things go so badly down below I like to

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tell them when they ask me why I say, I really do not know (But you

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do know, right?) You know it, come on Oh, Lord How great our Lord

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Oh, Lord How great our Lord Oh, Lord How great our Lord Oh, Lord

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How great our Lord