A long, long time ago, I can still remember how amusing He could make things sound
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And I knew if I'd had my pen, that I should take notes even then
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And maybe then I'd have them for you now
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But every word He said was clever -- and every parable I remember
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Matthew has recorded -- and Luke, I think, has more yet
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I can't remember if I try -- what I learned about in junior high
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But some things taught by Jesus Christ remain, refusing to die
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CHORUS
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So bye, bye Mr. Parable Guy
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Got my blessin' through the lessons taught by Heaven's Messiah
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Them good old days of seekin' wisdom divine
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Sittin' list'nin' to the Parable Guy -- Listen to the Parable Guy
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Did you like the Book of Luke and do you like fables that are true
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If you like I'll tell you some
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Cause a true believer's crop is slow when seed gets wasted on the road, but
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Plant 'em deep and plow the land and they'll grow
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Now I know the storms will come again so don't start your mansion in the sand
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He won't pick off the fruits if that fig tree didn't produce
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And if a lowly widow won't give up she can make her case and win a wicked judge
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But the new wine is powerful stuff -- it waits for you to try
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You gotta drink it
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CHORUS
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Now, if a shepherd's sheep are all at home and one goes out on his own alone
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Well, that's not where he needs to be
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Won't the shepherd search for the missing sheep and of course, a woman doesn't sleep
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Till the coin she can't find is retrieved
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Oh, and while the kid was gettin' down and spendin' all his money in town
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Of course his father yearned -- oh, for him to return
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And all the weddin' guests who don't get smart
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The Lord just catches them off guard
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And leaves them virgins in the dark the day the groom arrives
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Bells were ringin'
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CHORUS
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Selfish wealth it isn't gonna help if your barns are stocked like a fallout shelter
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Grain piled high with all your cash
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The wedding has a lot of guests -- Today it's time for your formal best
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I'd suggest you follow guidelines when you dress
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Now at halftime there were things to do so the farmer paid another crew
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They all got paid for that -- Oh, but the jealous ones were mad
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And as the treasure finder pays takes the field -- The merchant says this jewel's a steal
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They'll lose it all for such a deal and pay the fullest price
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They got the kingdom
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CHORUS
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Oh, and there they were all in one place from every nation, tongue and race
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With goats and lambs apart in pens
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So c'mon, drag the fishnet, catch the fish -- Don't splash that on your candlestick cause
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Flour with the leaven's gonna spread
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Oh, and as they robbed him on the way the man was left in disarray
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No neighbor stopped to help -- And he couldn't save himself
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And as a stranger finally pulled aside -- He spied the battered Israelite
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I saw Him save him gladly with delight -- He made it through the night
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He was strengthened
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CHORUS
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The little children sang the blues and they blasted forth some happy tunes
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But things just failed to turn their way
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"I went out and I made some more!" said the servant who got his reward
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But the man that had excuses couldn't pay
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And when the wheat was filled with weeds
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The mustard climbed from the smallest seed
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And all the birds were hopin' the birdhouse now was open
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And the thing that I admire most from all those funny parables
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They taught the lessons for the folks whose faith was rooted in Christ
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Cause they were seekin'
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CHORUS
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Parable Guy
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