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If you ain't got no hope, |
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Then you go'n find no love |
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And if you ain't got no dreams, |
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In this blue sky above |
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Ain't got no time, no time for me |
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How can I, how can I be free? |
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Well Jesus, Jesus |
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Come let me be your bro |
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This wicked world won't let me go |
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Won't let me go |
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Am I tryin' man |
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But I just can't see |
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How can Im how can I be free? |
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Well the government man |
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He want all I got |
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I work and work |
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But somehow I still got naught |
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Am I tired man |
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And I just can't see |
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How can I, when I be free? |
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Well the bucket's broke |
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And the well run dry |
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We must move from this place baby, |
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Or surely die |
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Oh world, Oh world |
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We'll pray for thee |
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That one day, that one day we'll all be free |
