Rock of Ages, cleft by me, Let me find, some gold in Thee. Find some gold, and silver too, Or a lot, of lead would do. Rock of Ages, share with me, The sight of gold, I want to see. Through desert heat, and arctic cold, I have searched, this land for gold. Many a mile, on tired feet, No water to drink, and naught to eat. Rock of Ages, don’t torture me, Release Thy gold, and set it free. Sometime soon, as a surprise, Please...
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