Mary wore three links of chain
Every link had Jesus' name
Keep your hand on that plough, hold right on
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Keep your hand on that plough, hold right on
Well, Peter got anxious and he said
Won't you wash my hands and my feet and head
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Keep your hand on that plough, hold right on
Matthew, Mark and Luke and John
All my prophets dead and gone
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Keep your hand on that plough, hold right on
I ain't never been to Heaven, but I've been told
It's a first cla** city, and the streets are gold
Keep your hand on that plough, hold right on
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Keep your hand on that plough, hold right on
I got my hand on the gospel plough
Ain't got nothin' for my journey now
Keep your hand on that plough, hold right on
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Keep your hand on that plough, hold right on