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the world) today (oh)
Everybody wants somebody
To be their own piece of clay (oh)
Everybody wants somebody
To be their own piece of clay

We all talk
and you sing this song.. 

I have a little dreidel, I made it out of clay 
And when it's dry and ready, with dreidel I shall play. 
Oh, Dreidel,
Said General Clay to General Gore
"Really must we fight this sill war
To kill and die is such a bore"
"I quite agree," said General Gore

Said
And the red clay stains my feet

And it's under my nails and it's under my collar
And it shows on my Sunday clothes
Though I do my best with the soap
And the red clay stains my feet

And it's under my nails and it's under my collar
And it shows on my Sunday clothes
Though I do my best with the soap
and you sing this song.. 

I have a little dreidel, I made it out of clay 
And when it's dry and ready, with dreidel I shall play. 
Oh, Dreidel,
A Hundred Pounds Of Clay
Gene McDaniels
Highest chart position # 3 in 1961
Written by Bob Elgin, Luther Dixon, and Kay Roger


He took
die from fright
There's things that crawl and things that fly
And things that creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucias Clay gets
In the clay 
      In the clay. 
      Long line rider, turn away. 

      There's a farm in Arkansas 
      Got some secrets in its floor
Joey, Joey
King of the streets, child of clay
Joey, Joey
What made them want to come and blow you away

There was talk they killed their rivals, but
of clay

Oh Lord, why did you take her from me?
Why didn't you take me away?
So I could have been there beside her
All alone beneath that lonely mound
of clay

Oh Lord, why did you take her from me?
Why didn't you take me away?
So I could have been there beside her
All alone beneath that lonely mound
the mob and the men in blue

Joey, Joey
King of the streets, child of clay
Joey, Joey
What made them want to come and blow you away?

There was talk
and needles bend and break, 
My fair lady. 

Build it up with wood and clay, 
Wood and clay, Wood and clay. 
Build it up with wood and clay, 
My fair
I'm only made out of clay
Only made out of clay

You are
Are not just
An invisible boy
If you want to reach her
As an invisible boy

You could sit down
dreams were made of clay

Years of yearning spent for you
Honey, I know now were the cravings of a fool
I guess your wants just slipped away
And baby, it
clay stains my feet

Well its under my nails and its under my collar
And it shows on my Sunday clothes
Though I do my best with soap and water
That
but you keep on fighting
You keep on fighting, yeah, yeah
You keep on fighting, you keep on fighting

Fighting with my clay
Fighting with my clay
and needles bend and break, 
My fair lady. 

Build it up with wood and clay, 
Wood and clay, wood and clay. 
Build it up with wood and clay, 
My fair
I wasn't made of sand
When you fell apart
Clay crumbled in my hands
Long way a life load
Statues and haloes


Am I the half of half-and-half
keep on fighting
You keep on fighting, yeah, yeah
You keep on fighting, you keep on fighting

Fighting with my clay
Fighting with my clay
Fighting with
You say hop and I'll hop,
You say stop and I'll stop,
You say come and I come,
Oh anything you say I'm like a hunk of clay.
I'm just like putty,
feet under the clay
The angels laid him away
Mrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned,
To see her son Louis leavin' home
The angels laid him away
feet under the clay
The angels laid him away
Mrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned,
To see her son Louis leavin' home
The angels laid him away

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