Private Abraham

Hanging out down on Pease
Looking for a bite to eat
I saw a face I used to know
Driving by in a minivan
I tried to flag her down
But she wouldn't turn around
I guess she had someplace to go
She used to be my Abraham

Chorus
Take me back
Take me back
She used to be my Abraham
Take me back
To the promised land

I read this magazine
Some guy did a groovy thing
Rode a camel cross the desert
Fathered three different religions
I want to go to church
Kneel down right there beside her
Put on a tie and clean shirt
Say my prayers and be forgiven

Chorus
Take me back
Take me back
Say my prayers and be forgiven
Take me back
To the promised land

Bridge
Take me back to Canaan
Back to the promised land
Take me back to Canaan
Be my private Abraham

Chorus
Be my private Abraham
Take me back
Take me back
My private Abraham
Take me back
To the promised land



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Kent Newsome & Ronnie Jeffrey
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