Mary wore three links of chain,
Every link was Jesus name,
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on,
Oh, Lord, Oh, Lord,
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on.
Mary, Mark and Luke and John,
All them prophets are dead and gone,
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on,
Oh, Lord, Oh, Lord,
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on.
Well I never been to heaven, but I've been told,
Streets up there are lined with gold,
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on,
Oh, Lord, Oh, Lord,
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on.
Oh, Lord, Oh, Lord,
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on.
Oh, Lord, Oh, Lord,
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on.

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