Gordon Mote - Maplewood Methodist Church lyrics

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Gordon Mote - Maplewood Methodist Church lyrics

Spends every night inside these walls Dumps the trash and sweeps the halls And he makes sure That stained gla** shines Picks up paper in the pews And stacks the chairs in the choir room But his real work don't start Till quittin' time When he goes through every prayer request Lying on the pastor's desk He hits his knees And says God bless Miss Sommersby Lord it's hard to live alone And Marianna Thompson Wants her daddy back at home And Mr. Nelson needs forgiveness Old Man Miller's crops need rain While the whole town's fast asleep He's hard at work Pullin' that midnight shift At the Maplewood Methodist Church Every night's the same routine And by the time he finally leaves He's done so much more Than clean the building He's called down angels from on high And helped someone through a sad goodbye And lost souls finally find what they've been missing The congregation will never see That simple man who still believes He can change the world By saying please Give Johnny Mays The strength to put that bottle down Mrs. Bailey and her husband Find a way to work things out And Mrs. Olsen hold on long enough To see her daughter's wedding day While the whole town's fast asleep He's hard at work Pullin' that midnight shift At the Maplewood Methodist Church The sign out front says Sunday service Starts at nine and ten-fifteen But he holds his own revival Seven nights a week While the whole town's fast asleep He's hard at work Pullin' that midnight shift At the Maplewood Methodist Church Spends every night inside these walls Dumps the trash and sweeps the halls And he makes sure that stained gla** shines