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Moans of ecstacy the hymn singer a regional delight We heard Hymn singers in barns, in backyards and in the pews. What they served up was something you couldn't confusse Ironing clothes before one would take there bath a delicate celight they stood in lines from first to last A comforting song soothing as ones eyes could see a calming spirted greeting all would come to see Hymn Singer: Hymn Singer we heard the demand fresh and delicate not something from a can. Hymn Singer: hymn singer How ya'll doing tonight Hymn Singer: Hymn Singer everythings all right!

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