Verse 1 A fellow walked in and Said, “Here’s what I require— I need a bucket full of washers,” Like he’d come to buy some wire. He meant those little rings That you slip around a screw; But my mind went straight to heaven— “Lord, I need a bucket too!” Chorus I need a bucket full of washers, One little washer just won’t do; I’ve got forty years of dirt and pride And a stubborn streak or two. Holy Spirit, bring the bucket, Wash this old heart through and through; I need a bucket full of washers— One just ain’t gonna do! Verse 2 I need one to wash my temper, One to scrub my attitude; One to rinse the words I’m thinking Before they all come shooting through. Wash the part that wants the credit, Wash the part that thinks it’s right; Better bring industrial strength, Lord— This could take all night! Chorus I need a bucket full of washers, One little washer just won’t do; I’ve got forty years of dirt and pride And a stubborn streak or two. Holy Spirit, bring the bucket, Wash this old heart through and through; I need a bucket full of washers— One just ain’t gonna do! Verse 3 There’s some rust around my patience, There’s some buildup on my pride; There are stains beneath the surface That I’m pretty good at hiding. You can’t fix me with a dust rag, Don’t just spray me with a hose; Get the pressure washer going— Only Heaven knows what grows! Bridge Don’t bring a cup or handful, Don’t bring a little pail; Back the whole truck up here, Lord— This is cleanup on a massive scale! I know there’s one Holy Spirit, And His power’s strong and true; But He’d better bring a bucket, For the work He’s got to do! Final Chorus I need a bucket full of washers, One little washer just won’t do; Wash away the pride and anger, Make this old heart clean and new. Holy Spirit, bring the bucket, I surrender it to You; I need a bucket full of washers— One just ain’t gonna do!
