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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