© RGAA SAT 04 NOV
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Going to a city
Not a care in his head
A man was attacked
By a couple of neds
A knife in the ribs
A kick in the head
They took all his money
And left him for dead
As he lay wounded
Expecting to die
A Priest came along
And walked hastily by
A Levite came next
(A respectable man)
And left just as fast
As a gentleman can
No hope was there left
For the man in the dirt
About to expire
From the blood and the hurt
Then up came a man
Who wasn’t a Jew
Not only foreign –
Samaritan too!
He slowed to crawl
(Took his foot off the gas)
The donkey stopped dead
And he got off his ass
No pride held him back
He just wished the man’s health
Not a love of himself
As he gave of his wealth
Oil, wine, and bandages –
And fifty quid
No-one else cared
The Samaritan did
When he’d recovered
And managed a grin
Who is it he said
That his neighbour had been?