HUNDRED POUNDS OF CLAY
(Hatcher Roger Joseph)
He took a hundred pounds of clay
And then He said Hey, listen
I'm gonna fix this-a world today
Because I know what's missin'
Then He rolled his big sleeves up
And a brand-new world began
He created a woman and-a lots of lovin' for a man
Whoa-oh-oh, yes he did
Whoa-oh-oh, yes he did
He took a hundred pounds of clay and
made a life worth livin'
And I thank Him everyday
For every kiss you're givin'
And I thank Him every night
For the arms that are holdin' me tight
And He did it all with just a hundred pounds of clay
Whoa-oh-oh, yes he did
Whoa-oh-oh, yes he did
Now see Him a-walkin' 'round and 'round
Pickin' the clay up off the ground
Doin' just what He should do
To make a livin' or dream just like you
He rolled His big sleeves up
And a brand-new world began
He created a woman and-a lots of lovin' for a man
Whoa-oh-oh, yes he did
Whoa-oh-oh, yes he did