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See you at the airport See you on the street
See you at the market Wherever people meet
I pretend that I don’t see you Pretend that I don’t know
But the world is getting ugly And it worsens as it goes
Hear a knock on my front door Are the jdubs back again
I can hide behind the curtains Wouldn’t dare to ask them in
But the next day they come back Will their efforts ever stop
Leaving tracts in every doorway Like a farmer does a crop
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Now I’ve never really asked them any questions
No I’ve never really listened to what they have to say
But something I read in the last tract they left me
I think I might stop to tell them that I don't think it's that way
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So I ready for the battle It's really got me irked
And I get up on my saddle My soapbox is reserved
Then I hear that knock again I’m all geared up for the war
But there peaceful mild spirit stops me short Can’t be angry anymore
And he opens up his Bible And he tells me right away
I’m so glad I finally found you her at home Have you ever heard God’s name
And I can’t say that I have So he reads it in my ear
Never knew my maker like that And His name I can’t unhear
So I’m making preparation Got my book marked at the Psalm
Chapter 83 verse 18 As I pray to God for calm
Hear that same persistent knocking See the curtains slightly move
Leave a tract cuz there’s no answer Everyone must have a chance to choose
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Now I’ve never really asked them any questions
No I’ve never really listened to what they have to say
But something I read in the last tract they left me
Now I'm happy that I know my Creator has a name
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(lead over verse)
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