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Well, do you say, nobody hears me when |
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I prayAnd if you say, |
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I don't care to live past, what's today |
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And if you say, oh, brother last night |
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I prayedYour preacher isn't preaching at home |
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And if you say, nobody hears me when |
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I cryAnd if you say, well |
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I just don't understand why |
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And if you say, |
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I just can't take it, |
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I'm saying goodbye |
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When you're walking it's a heavy, heavy load |
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To make it lighter, sing |
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Sold my soul at the bottom of the hill |
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The demons there they shaved my hair |
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And they made me take their pills |
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My cold soul is at the bottom of the hill |
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Oh, I should have walked on by |
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Let her cry and only drink my fill |
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Some men they say, there is more to us than is known |
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Some ladies say, well there's some things we're not shown |
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All the people say, you're stepping on our homes |
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And your footprints, endeavors, never told |
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But still we'll sing |
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Sold my soul at the bottom of the hill |
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The demons there they shaved my hair |
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And they made me take their pills |
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My cold soul is at the bottom of the hill |
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Woah, I should have walked on by |
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Let her cry and only drink my fill |
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Only drink my fill |
