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Steal Away To Gaia

Steal away, steal away, steal away to Jesus, Steal away, steal away home, I ain't got long to stay here. My Lord he calls me He calls me by the thunder The trumpet sounds within-a my soul, I ain't got long to stay here. EarthTribe she calls us Calls through sounding thunder, Her manna fall without-in OurSoul We ain't got yeast to leave Her. Green trees are bending Po' sinner stand a-trembling The trumpet sounds within-a my soul I ain't got long to stay here. Green trees are dying Po'Nature stand a-trembling Her wealth full root within-a Our Soul We ain't found love to loose Her. Walk away, walk away, walk away with Gaia Fly away, fly away home We ain't got long to live here.

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