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How is Thomas Magee?
Magee, he swallowed a key
Jedediah, Thomas Magee
Holly, holly, let him be

His now, little Thomas Magee
his kid on the telephone
Heart was beating in my
I something I could not digest
And the phone kept ringing, no one home

Ran to his house, on my window, ooh
Blood was pumping too fast
I stuck my fingers the glass
Strange music playing on the

Swing low, low, swing low, swing low
Way down low and carry me

Pray like Peter, like Paul, Jesus died to save us all
I climbed the window and crawled on the floor
I wrecked off all the
But I still couldn't found what I was for

Problems reclaimed as a whole
Cannot be solved, they be outgrown
The bottomless could not be known
The empty ring on the
And the strange playing on the radio

low, swing low, swing low, swing low
Yeah, way low and carry me home

you go? Where do you go?
Swing low, baby, my soul
Where do you go? do you go?
Yeah, swing low, baby, my soul

Swing low, swing low, low
Swing low, low, swing low
Swing low,