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Joshua fit the battle of Jericho, Jericho, Jericho
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho
And the walls came tumblin' down
You may talk about your man of gideon
You may talk about your man of saul
There's none like good old Joshu a
At the battle of Jericho
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho, Jericho, Jericho
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho
And the walls came tumblin' down
'way up to the walls of Jericho
He marched with a spear in hand
"go blow the ram's horn," Joshua cried
"'cause the battle is in my hands"
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho, Jericho, Jericho
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho
And the walls came tumblin' down
Then the lamb, ram, sheep horns began to blow
And the trumpets began to sound
And Joshua commanded the children to shout
And the walls came down
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho, Jericho, Jericho
Joshua fit the battle of Jericho
And the walls came tumblin' down