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To: Impristine who wrote (55)	10/30/1998 12:54:00 PM
From: SIer formerly known as Joe B.	Respond to of 189

I disagree: When I was just a kid, little children, My old man used to sing a song. And now I've grown to be a man It still lingers deep within my soul, Lingers deep within my soul. He say now, this thread is bound to glory, this thread. This thread is bound to glory, this thread. This thread it is bound to glory, This thread it don't carry no unholy. This thread is bound to glory, this thread. Now, this thread it don't carry no backsliders, this thread. This thread don't carry no backsliders, this thread. This thread it don't carry no backsliders, This thread only carry JAH JAH children. This thread it is bound to glory, this thread. Play a little song for me. This thread don't carry no unholy, this thread. This thread don't carry no unholy, this thread. This thread it don't carry no unholy, This thread only carry the children of JAH. This thread it is bound to glory, this train. So many things to remember, So many things to forget. But these words they do linger, Linger deep within my soul, Lingers deep within my soul. This thread is bound to glory, this thread. This thread it is bound to glory, this thread. This thread it is bound to glory, This thread don't carry no unholy. This thread it is bound to glory, this thread. This thread. This thread. This thread. This thread. This thread. This thread is bound to glory. This thread is bound to glory, yau (repeat) (adlibbing) I'll be turning back for no brother, no sister, no friend, no nothing at all. I'll be grabing the morning train, the evening train will be too late. (repeat) Grab on brothers. Grab on sisters. Grab on mother. Grab on father. Grab on friend. THIS thread!