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The devil has designed my death |
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And is waiting to be sure |
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Plenty of his black sheep died |
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Before he finds a cure |
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Oh Lord Jesus |
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Do you think I served my time? |
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The eight legs of the devil now |
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Are crawling up my spine |
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The firm hand |
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Of the devil now |
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Is rocking me to sleep |
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I force my blind eyes open Lord |
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But I'm sinking in the deep |
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Oh Lord Jesus |
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Do you think I served my time? |
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The eight legs of the devil now |
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Are crawling up my spine |
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I go to sleep each evening now |
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Dreaming of the grave |
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I see the friends I used to know |
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Crawling up my leg |
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Oh Lord Jesus |
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Do you think I served my time? |
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The eight legs of the devil now |
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Are crawling up my spine |
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Oh Lord Jesus |
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Do you think I served my time? |
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The eight legs of the devil now |
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Are crawling up my spine |
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Oh Lord Jesus |
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Here's the news from the new from the fires below |
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The eight legs of the devil will not |
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Let my people go |
