Lyrics:
come on along, let me take you by the hand
Up to the man, up to the man who's the leader of the band
And if you care to hear the Swanee River played
'cross the land tryin' to get a hand
Playin' in a travelin' band
Take me to the hotel, baggage gone, oh well
Come on, come on, won't you get me to my
And pull me, You guide me
You lead me, walk beside me
I give my life to the potter's hands
You gently call me into Your presence
Guiding me by Your
'cross the land tryin' to get a hand
Playin' in a travelin' band
Take me to the hotel, baggage gone, oh well
Come on, come on, won't you get me to my
on along
Let me take you by the hand
Up to the man, up to the man
Who's the leader of the band
And if you want to hear the Swanee River played in
The letter stopped in a minor key
A Christmas card that you drew for me
Done by the hand that I knew so well
Disguised the message that you could
on along
Let me take you by the hand
Up to the man, up to the man
Who's the leader of the band
And if you want to hear the Swanee River played in
Verse 1
You are the potter, I am the clay
Mould me each day Lord
Into a vessel that you can use
I place my life in the potter’s hands
Verse 2
Shape
flying across land
Trying to get a hand
Playing in a travelling band
Take me to the hotel baggage car no where
Come on come on won't you get me to my
in a travelin' band
Yeah
Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land tryin' to get a hand
Playin' in a travelin' band
Take me to the hotel, baggage gone, oh
Let's snap our fingers clap our hands
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside, down by the riverside
Let's give 'em what the song demands
Let me take you by the hand
Up to the man, up to the man
Who's the leader of the band
And if you care to hear the
Swanee River played in a ragtime
Come
on along, let me take you by the hand
Up to the man, up to the man who's the leader of the band
And if you care to hear the Swanee River played in ragtime
She played the fiddle in an Irish band
But she fell in love with an English man
Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
Said,
on along
Let me take you by the hand
Up to the man, up to the man
Who's the leader of the band
And if you want to hear the Swanee River played in
the bestest band what am, oh honey lamb
Come on along, come on along, let me take you by the hand
Up to the man, up to the man who's the leader of the band
keep a turning
While I'm playing in the band
If a man among you
Got no sin upon his hand
Let him cast a stone at me
For playing in the band
Like the Clay in the hands
Of the Potter
We are the Clay
You are the Potter
Lord we ask
That you mould us as you will
Like the Clay in the hands
Turn the dials with your hand
Till you find the short wave band
Electronic music sounds from Radio land
We are turning dials of the Radio
We are
the heart of a warrior
By the blood of the Lamb
In the name of the King
Will you stand with the band of survivors
Hand in hand 'til the end of the day
Taking
one guy's treasure is another guy's trash
[Chorus]
In Oscar's junk band, Oscar's junk band
Stamp your muddy feet and clap your dirty hands
We're
Desmond has a barrow in the marketplace
Molly is the singer in a band
Desmond says to Molly, "Girl, I like your face"
And Molly says this as she
Come on along
Let me take you by the hand
Up to the man
Up to the man
Who's the leader of the band
And if you want to hear the Swanee River
Played
like them boys with them rubber band bands
He-he-he-he move weight keep a couple gram, grams
So-so-so-so where your money put it in your hand, hands
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