Naaman

Naaman, highly noble man

The commander in the leprosy

Have you joined your robes again?

Have the messengers claimed to me?

Silver dollars ten or more

What Elisha wouldn't take at all

Bathe the Jordan that he told

But the soldiers went away

Raged are the bitter waters far

I could wash and then oh I could

But no one was told to do

And his body was like a boy

And his body was like a boy

And his body was like a boy

And his body was like a boy

And his body was like a boy

And his body was like a boy