That congregation parted like the red sea
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When that old drunk stumbled in down the aisle and took seat
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Right in the middle of amazing grace
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He could feel the judgment that they were passing
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Thought to himself, ain't that just like a bunch of Baptists
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He'd rather be on the street than in this place, with tears on his face
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You'd think somebody would put their arm around him
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You'd think somebody would hit a knee
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Pull him in say a prayer
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You think somebody would practice what they're preaching
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I wonder who that somebody might be
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Probably somebody like me
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Well he's got problems nobody wants a part of
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When he got up and slipped out nobody stood up
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They don't want to make a scene so they let him walk out of there
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Without a prayer
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You'd think somebody would do something different
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You'd think somebody would go against the grain
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Be the one to run him down, bring him back and turn him around
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You think somebody would want to make a difference
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I wonder who that somebody might be
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Probably somebody like me
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Somebody Like Me
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