Victory Paroles

The storm is gone
(and the storm is gone)
And the temperature's high
(and the temperature's high)
And Delilah is dining
(and Delilah is dining)
At my table

Tell any how how how
How lucky we are
Angel at my table
God in my car
Get it at sea
Take a ship
I'd christen her "Victory"
She'd make it

Vic-to-ry, Vic-to-ry

Come on boys You sweat 'til I'll mop it right off your brow

Vic-to-ry, Vic-to-ry
Vic-to-ry, Vic-to-ry

'Til the storm is gone
('til the storm is gone)
And the temperature's high
(and the temperature's high)
And delilah is dining
(and delilah is dining)
At my table

'Til the storm is gone
('til the storm is gone)
And the temperature's high
(and the temperature's high)
And delilah is dining
(and delilah is dining)
At my table
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