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Down by the lake of |
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Mississippi |
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A boy was born poor and abandoned |
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And as he walk you could hear him yearning |
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For a home and he prays |
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And by the fields he sang for rising |
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All for his faith and memorizing |
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All of the songs his mother learned from the lord himself |
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Heaven light a way for a fallen |
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Let me ease the pain from my mother |
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But he feels the deception in his head |
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Another day was born and rising and on the stool the boy was trying |
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To earn a coin for his mother, and hoping |
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That freedom will lead her away |
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Mr. Cadillac |
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Blood: Dear little friend |
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I've heard your story |
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Please take my hand and |
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I'll promise |
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We'll find a way and we'll be fighting |
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For your mother, and her wings |
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Heaven light a way for a fallen |
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Let me ease the pain from my mother |
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But he feels the deception in his head |
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Heaven light a way for another |
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Let me ease the pain for a fallen |
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We are on our way so much stronger |
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Heaven light the way for another |
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And he feels no deception in his head |