Oh, God
Oh, Lord
While I do
You steal all the roses
And the voice I hear
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
And the voice I hear
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
And the voice I hear
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
And the voice I hear
Calling on, on, on
Calling on
Calling on
I come to the garden
It still all alone
Oh, Lord
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
And the voice I hear
Calling on, on, on (there he was)
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
And the voice I hear
Calling on, on, on
Calling on
You steal all the roses
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