Some men walk on water,
And some run on wine,
I know that's what you've heard...
It's like that same ol' song,
That is never done,
And it's all repeats...
Though - you know there's nothing there...
(x2)
You bring the Lord to shame,
In his finest hour,
And I don't have a doubt...
You know it won't take long,
Writer(s): Danny Myrick
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