Dese Bones G'Wine Rise Again


Dese Bones G'wine Rise Again
Well, the Lord, He thought he'd make a man;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
Made them out of mud and a little bit of sand;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
Chorus:
Lord, I knew it; didn't I know it;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
Lord, I knew it; didn't I know it;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
The Lord, He thought he'd make a woman too;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
And He didn't know exactly what to do;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
So He took a rib from Adam's side;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
And He made Miss Eve for to be his bride;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
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Put Ôem in the garden, fine and fair;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
He said you eat whatever is there;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
But there's one tree you must not touch;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
ÔCause I want them apples for my lunch;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
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Adam took a little slice;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
He smacked his lips and said, "It's nice."
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
Then Eve, she took a little pull;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
And then she filled her apron full;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
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Then the Lord, He came a-snoopin' round;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
And He saw that apple core on the ground;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
And the Lord, He spoke in a monstrous voice;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
And He shook this world to its very joints;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
(Chorus)
Well, stole my apples, I believe;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
When no matching load I expect to receive;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
(Chorus)
Now out of this garden you must get;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
When you're livin' by your sweat;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
And He put an angel to lock the door;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
And He said you never come back no more;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
(Chorus)
All this song, there ain't no more;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
He made the apple, and Adam ate the core;
Dese bones are gonna rise again.
(Chorus twice)