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(words and music by Johnson - McFadden - Brooks -
Presley)
Well you rock my soul
Down in the bosom of Abraham
Rock, rock, rock down in the bosom of Abraham
He rocks my soul down in the bosom of Abraham
Well a rich man lives, He lives so well
Children, when he dies on a lonely hill
Why don't you rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
