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(Eleanor McEvoy)
Shake your beads out,
One by one
And call me Magdalene
It wont grieve me
I understand
Where it is youre coming from
Draw a curtain
Close your eyes
When historys pages fail you.
I will not open up those history books
Thats not for me to do.
Precious little in your life
Is yours by right
And won without a fight
Precious little in your life
Is yours by right
And won without a fight.
Shadows call me,
In the wind
Some dont go away
Angels guide me
From the clouds
In everything I do and say
Shake your beads out
Kneeling down
It will not pass me by
Two people coming from a different place
Maybe neither one is right.
Repeat CHORUS
Shake your beads out
Join your hands
That still wont make you right
Those so-called sinners that youre praying for
Are standing by your side
Repeat CHORUS
Repeat CHORUS