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Well there’s a man I really like for you to know
Mr. Simon is his name folks like him so
He’s got friends in all the nicest parts of town
His name is known all around

Every Sunday morning when the bells begin to ring
Mr. Simon’s at the church where he does his thing
He loves to join the lovelies who come to praise the Lord
And he loves to hear the people singing all in one accord

When Mr. Simon prays in church he’s always heard
You’ll note his every elegantly spoken word
Every time he gets the chance he prays out loud
He loves the church he loves the crows

Every Sunday morning when the bells begin to ring
Mr. Simon’s at the church where he does his thing
He loves to join the lovelies who come to praise the Lord
And he loves to hear the people singing all in one accord

While Mr. Simon’s uttering his pious prayer
There’s one who sits in back and seems quite unaware
You’ll see him kneeling and softly crying
“Lord, I’m not good at all, Lord have mercy on me
Lord, I have sinned against you, Lord have mercy on me”

Say Simon did you see that man in church today
Kneeling weeping in the most peculiar way
Well yes I hear his reputation is not so fine
I’m glad his reputation isn’t mind

Every Sunday morning when the bells begin to ring
Mr. Simon’s at the church where he does his thing
He loves to join the lovelies who come to praise the Lord
And he loves to hear the people singing all in one accord

Two men walked into the church upon that Sunday morn
One left slightly wrinkled the other left reborn, reborn

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