Rub-A-Dub Style
walking up along the church side one day
when i hear the minister start to say
youth man rise up pick up the instrument and
play
buti want to play the song in a rub-a-dub way
rock of ages play for me
let me hide my little self in thee
let jah water and his word
out of the rub-a-dub rub-a-dub side flow
(let me hear you asking, say)
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
(minister of religion)
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
holy father won't you please take my hand
won't you lead me to a wonderland
precious lord take my hands to paradise
that's what pass my sister dance & say
(let me hear you say)
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
(jah see)
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
(jah music rasta)
when i survey the wondrous cross he say
on which the brings of glory die
open the rub-a-dub cause (horse) de' passen got
to take a ride
A man no rhythm don't be afor himself
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style (a
rasta!)
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
there shouldn't be no sexy set before marriage
yet it is commiting fornication
and if you see man sister lina by night your fret
for jesus wept and wept the preachers crept (oh)
when i hear the minister start to say
youth man rise up pick up the instrument and
play
buti want to play the song in a rub-a-dub way
rock of ages play for me
let me hide my little self in thee
let jah water and his word
out of the rub-a-dub rub-a-dub side flow
(let me hear you asking, say)
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
(minister of religion)
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
holy father won't you please take my hand
won't you lead me to a wonderland
precious lord take my hands to paradise
that's what pass my sister dance & say
(let me hear you say)
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
(jah see)
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
(jah music rasta)
when i survey the wondrous cross he say
on which the brings of glory die
open the rub-a-dub cause (horse) de' passen got
to take a ride
A man no rhythm don't be afor himself
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style (a
rasta!)
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
who tought you to play it in a rub-a-dub style
there shouldn't be no sexy set before marriage
yet it is commiting fornication
and if you see man sister lina by night your fret
for jesus wept and wept the preachers crept (oh)
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Writer(s): Joseph Constantine Hill
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