Higher Power

Oh won’t you let me be your higher power
Oh won’t you let me be your higher power
Golly-gee willikers I got the hee bee geeb
Bone chillin feely brrrs right up my spiny sleeve
Don’t know what I should do
Don’t know if I believe
It could be up to you
Clearly it’s up to me
To be happy and loving and gracious
And kind to the people and good to the places
Where I could live whole hearted days full of sweet, sweet joy
Sweet, sweet joy
Oh won’t you let me be your higher power
Oh won’t you let me be your higher power
Major in minor light
Sharp as the point of a star
Paper like dynamite
Tell me I know who you are
Golly-gee willikers
I got the hee bee geeb
Bone chilling feely brrrs
Right up my spiny sleeve
Don’t know what I should do
Don’t know if I believe
It could be up to you
Clearly it’s up to me
To be happy and loving and gracious
And kind to the people and good to the places
Where I could live whole hearted days full of sweet, sweet joy
Sweet, sweet joy
Oh won’t you let me be your higher power
Oh won’t you let me be your higher power
Your higher
Your higher