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Bring my father a gift
Leave it at the surgeon’s door
Glory for him
Let the work of the hospital
Be known to all

He will come, he will come
He will come, he will come

If my father’s veins burst
If his belly floods
If the government could fall
Sons and daughters will wear his name

He will come, he will come
He will come, he will come

He will come (x8)
Bring my father a gift   Leave it at the surgeon’s door   Glory for him   Let the work of the hospital   Be known to all      He will come, he will come   He will come, he will come      If my father’s veins burst   If his belly floods   If the government could fall   Sons and daughters will wear his name      He will come, he will come   He will come, he will come      He will come (x8)