Drop-Kick Me, Jesus, Through the Goalposts of Life (Paul Craft) Drop-kick me, Jesus, through the goalposts of life, End over end, neither left nor to right. Straight through the heart of them righteous uprights Drop-kick me, Jesus, through the goalposts of life. Make me, Oh make me, Lord, more than I am Make me a part of your master game plan Free of the earthly tempestions below I've got the will, Lord, if you've got the toe. Bring on the brothers who've gone on before Bring on the sisters who've knocked on your door. Bring on those sainted relations of mine And put them up front in the offensive line. A lowly benchwarmer I'm contented to be Until the time that you have need of me Flash on the big scoreboard that shines up on high The big Superbowl 'way up in the sky note: verse 3 probably added later by person(s) unknown. RG RG
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