Somebody Like Me
(Neil Thrasher / Michael Boggs)
That congregation parted like the red sea
When that old drunk stumbled in down the aisle and took seat
Right in the middle of amazing grace
He could feel the judgment that they were passing
Thought to himself, ain't that just like a bunch of Baptists
He'd rather be on the street than in this place, with tears on his face
You'd think somebody would put their arm around him
You'd think somebody would hit a knee
Pull him in say a prayer
You think somebody would practice what they're preaching
I wonder who that somebody might be
Probably somebody like me
Well he's got problems nobody wants a part of
When he got up and slipped out nobody stood up
They don't want to make a scene so they let him walk out of there
Without a prayer
You'd think somebody would do something different
You'd think somebody would go against the grain
Be the one to run him down, bring him back and turn him around
You think somebody would want to make a difference
I wonder who that somebody might be
Probably somebody like me
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