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I'm recalling times when I was small, in light and free jubilee days,Old folks praying everybody swaying,Loudly, I chanted my praise.How I sang about the Judgement morn,And of Gabriel tooting on his horn.In that sunny land of milk and honey,I had no complaints,While I thought of SaintsSo I say to all who feel forlorn:Sing "Hallelujah! Hallelujah!" and you'll shoo the blues away:When cares pursue you, "Hallelujah!"Gets you through the darkest day.Satan lies awaiting and creating skies of grey,But "Hallelujah! Hallelujah!"Helps to shoo the clouds away. Aus Songtexte Mania