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Joan Osborne - Woman - One of Us
Woman
Disc 1
01. All by Myself
02. You’re Still the One
03. How Do I Live?
04. Chains
05. Woman
06. Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me
07. Show Me Heaven
08. Miracle of Love
09. True Colors
10. Don’t Be a Stranger
11. Promise Me
12. The Power of Love
13. I Honestly Love You
14. Big Yellow Taxi
15. Love and Affection
16. Hold On
17. At Seventeen
18. From a Distance
19. Stop!
Disc 2
01. Say What You Want
02. Crush
03. A Change Would Do You Good
04. Kiss the Rain
05. Bitch
06. One of Us
07. I Am, I Feel
08. Stranded
09. I Don’t Wanna Lose You
10. Walk on By
11. You Gotta Be
12. Never Ever
13. Love… Thy Will Be Done
14. The Sensual World
15. Eternal Flame
16. Days
17. Stay (I Missed You)
18. Sleeping Satellite
19. What I Am
20. Damn…I Wish I Was Your Lover
So one of these nights and about twelve o'clock
This old world's going to reel and rock
Saints will tremble and cry for pair
For the lord's gonna come in his heavenly airplain

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

If God had a name what would it be
And would you call it to His face
If you were faced with Him in all His glory
What would you ask if you had just one question?

And yeah, yeah God is great
Yeah, yeah God is good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

What if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make His way home

If God had a face what would it look like
And would you want to see
If seeing meant that you would have to believe
In things like Heaven and in Jesus and the Saints
And all the Prophets

And yeah, yeah God is great
Yeah, yeah God is good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

What if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home

Tryin' to make his way home
Back up to Heaven all alone
Nobody callin' on the phone
Cept for the Pope maybe in Rome

Yeah, yeah God is great
Yeah, yeah God is good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

What if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home

Like a holy rolling stone
Back up to Heaven all alone
Just tryin' to make his way home

Nobody callin' on the phone
Cept for the Pope maybe in Rome