Letra

Walking up along the church side one day When i hear the minister start to say Youth man rise up pick up the instrument and Play Buti want to play the song in a rub-a-dub way Rock of ages play for me Let me hide my little self in thee Let jah water and his word Out of the rub-a-dub rub-a-dub side flow (Let me hear you asking, say) Who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style Who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style (Minister of religion) Who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style Who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style Holy father won't you please take my hand Won't you lead me to a wonderland Precious lord take my hands to paradise That's what pass my sister dance & say (Let me hear you say) Who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style Who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style (Jah see) Who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style Who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style (Jah music rasta) When i survey the wondrous cross he say On which the brings of glory die Open the rub-a-dub cause (horse) de' passen got To take a ride A man no rhythm don't be afor himself Who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style Who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style (a Rasta!) Who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style Who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style There shouldn't be no sexy set before marriage Yet it is commiting fornication And if you see man sister lina by night your fret For jesus wept and wept the preachers crept (oh)
Writer(s): Joseph Constantine Hill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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