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I’m looking for a place where I can cash a check

I’m looking for a phone where I can call collect

I’m looking for a place where I can make a plan

While I’m waiting for a gift from God’s left hand

Waiting for a gift from God’s left hand

I’m looking for a driver who can give me a jump

I’m looking for a push to get me up to the pumps

I need a revelation I can understand

While I’m waiting for a gift from God’s left hand

Waiting for a gift from God’s left hand

And my tears are hot and my coffee’s cold

And this ribbon I’m threadin' isn’t ever gonna turn to gold

Well you can’t get to heaven in a motel bed

If the sky is blue and the sheets are red

You can’t get to heaven in a rented van

If you’re lookin' for a gift from God’s left hand

Lookin' for a gift from God’s left hand

I used to march in the army, I used to carry a gun

I used to wander this earth like a prodigal son

I used to walk at the plow tilling the land

I was digging for a gift from God’s left hand

Digging for a gift from God’s left hand

And my tears are hot and my coffee’s cold

And this ribbon I’m threadin' isn’t ever gonna turn to gold

And my time is short 'cause I’m growin' old

And these doors I darken are never gonna be my home

You might be a king with people at your feet

Or sleeping in the gutter on the hard concrete

You can live to a hundred and not understand

Until you get that gift from God’s left hand

Get that gift from God’s left hand

(Better reach out and take it!)

Until you get that gift from God’s left hand

Until you get that gift from God’s left hand

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