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Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John, all them prophets dead and gone Keep your hand on that plough, hold on Never been to Heaven, but I've been told the streets up there are lined with gold Keep your hand on that plough, hold on Hold on, hold on Keep your hand on that plough and hold on Mary wore three links of chain, every link was Jesus' name Keep your hand on that plough and hold on The only chains that we should stand are the chains of hand in hand Keep your hand on that plough and hold on Hold on, hold on Keep your hand on that plough, hold on Hold on, hold on Keep your hand on that plough and hold on Hold on, hold on Hold on, hold on Hold on, hold on Keep your hand on that plough, hold on From Letras Mania