Oh I wish I could be
touched by the hem of his garment
To be proud has
Never been
So mean, so hard, so stern, so cruel
Oh I wish I could be
Touched by the hem of his garment
Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way
Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way
Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way
Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way
Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way
Touch the hem of his garment
And anger should be
The tool of a clown, or a fool you see
Why should spite and such pain
Hang between you and me
When love should be
The queen on her thrown looking after own
Wish I could be
Touched by the hem of his garment
Two chairs
This table
One bed
In this house
Seriously
I think we could be, feel we could be
Touched by the hem of his garment
Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way
Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way
Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way
Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way
Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way
Touch the hem of his garment
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