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I’m not a savior, and I’m not a saint.
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The man with the answers I certainly ain’t.
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I wouldn’t tell you what’s right or what’s wrong.
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I’m just a singer of songs. 

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But I can take you for a walk along a little country stream.
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I can make you see through lovers’ eyes and understand their dreams.
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I can help you hear a baby’s laugh and feel the joy it brings.
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Yes, I can do it with the songs I sing. 
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I’m not a prophet, and I’m not a priest.
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I’m not a wise man who’s come from the East.
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I wouldn’t tell you what’s right or what’s wrong.
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I’m just a singer of songs. 

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But I can take you to a city where a man was crucified.
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I can tell you how He lived, and I can tell you why He died.
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I can help proclaim the glory of this mighty king of kings.
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Yes, I can do it with the songs I sing. 
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I’m not a great man. I don’t claim to be.
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But when I meet my Maker and He questions me,
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I won’t hang my head. I’ll stand proud and strong
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and say, “I was a singer. Lord, I was a singer.
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Yes, I was a singer of songs.”