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Children Of Zion

Reverend Gary Davis

I wonder where my old mother, amen
Wonder where my old mother, amen
I wonder where my old father, amen
Wonder where my old father, amen

I rapped and I rapped in the mercy of the door
’Til my head got wet with the midnight dew
Feel like children of Zion
I feel like children of Zion, amen
Lord, I feel like children of Zion, amen

I wonder where my little baby, amen
I wonder where my little baby, amen
Just flying around somewhere in Glory, amen
Just flying around somewhere in Glory, amen

I rapped and I rapped in the mercy of the door
’Til my head got wet with the midnight dew
Feel like children of Zion
I feel like children of Zion, amen
Lord, I feel like children of Zion, amen


I wonder where my old deacon, amen
I wonder where my old deacon, amen
Just flying around somewhere in Glory, amen
Just flying around somewhere in Glory, amen

I rapped and I rapped in the mercy of the door
’Til my head got wet with the midnight dew
Feel like children of Zion
I feel like children of Zion, amen
Lord, I feel like children of Zion, amen

 
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