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He was the seventh son of a seventh sonPeople claimed that he could cure anyoneHe had the power there is no doubtFrom his healing hands the light shone all aboutNo magic potion or mystic words,His eyes stared at you, no sound was heardPeople came from north and southTo see this faith healing man, see what he was all aboutCured the young and cured the oldSoon the whole nation knew his nameSeventh son of a seventh sonIs it to lateNow that I've come?Seventh son of a seventh sonIs it to late?You know why I've comeOutside his door where queues ten deep,Soon this faith healing man could get no sleep.On the street they milled outsideSoon this man had to spend his days insideHe cured a woman who could not speakAnd you know the blind child? Now he can seeNever asked for payment or took anything from themFaith healing man was not the sameOne day a man with a big cigarDrove into town in a long, long silver car.He made a deal, said thin boy would go far,Said he'd make this faith healing country boy into a movie star.The seventh son of a seventh sonHe moved away from this small townTo the city he soon cameHe looked up in lights, saw his name.See all the people who knew him well,As though he was still here, the stories they all tellAbout the time he made the lame boy walkBut know you have to pay hear him talkOne day he returned from the city of lightsYou know something had happened there, his powers had diedBut know he says he won't cure no moreFaith healin' man you have returnedSeventh son of a seventh son -a