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Beware my good friends of a preacherRoaming around in our fair landHe'll reel you inWith a fear of sinAnd he'll leave with your dollars in his handOh you might think you're going to see him singingYou might think you're going to see him playBut he's coming to give your brains a cleaningAnd he's leaving with your hard-earned paySinging down, down, downLick him on downMake him wear that thorny crownCome along boys and gather aroundFor the departure of Joseph ArthurOh if Jesus ever were to come backHis blood would boil to the brimBut since he ain't aroundAnd old Arthur's in townWe're going to have to do the good work for himSo if you ever see old ArthurRemember on the sorry souls that bought himIf that man walks on the stageLetras de cancionesAnd sings Amazing GraceCover your ears, or you'll leave with empty pocketsSinging down, down, downLick him on downMake him wear that thorny crownCome along boys and gather aroundFor the departure of Joseph Arthur From Letras Mania