Like the pipe the shepherd plays
Let nothing of myself remain in me
But empty in your hands, you can play your music through me
You will gather all your sheep one by one
Even though they’re far away
They will hear your music play
Carried on the wind

You will lead them home as the evening falls
All of them within one fold
And you’ll not rest till every sheep is found

You will lead them home as the evening falls
All of them within one fold
And you’ll not rest till every sheep is found

You will lead them home as the evening falls
All of them within one fold
And you’ll not rest till every sheep is found

Like the pipe the shepherd plays
Let nothing of myself remain in me
But empty in your hands, you can play your music through me
You will gather all your sheep one by one
Even though they’re far away
They will hear your music play
Carried on the wind

Like the pipe the shepherd plays
Like the pipe the shepherd plays
Like the pipe the shepherd plays.

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