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This morning I woke up in a curfew;. O God, I was a prisoner, too - yeah!. I could not recognize the faces standing over me;. They were all dressed in uniforms of brutality, brutality, Yeah. How m
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Crash on the levee, mama. Water's gonna overflow. Swamp's gonna rise. And no boat's gonna row. You can train on down. To Williams Point. You can bust your feet. You can rock this joint. But oh
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10. 000 men on a hill. 10. 000 men on a hill. Some of them going down some of them gonna get killed. . 10. 000 men dressed in Oxford blue. 10. 000 men dressed in Oxford blue. Drummin in the
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A worried man with a worried mind. No one in front of me and nothing behind. There's a woman on my lap and she's drinking champagne. Got white skin, got assassin's eyes. I'm looking up into the sa
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I am a lonesome hobo. Without family or friends. Where another man's life might begin. That's exactly where mine ends. I have tried my hand at bribery. Blackmail and deceit. And I've served time
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Why did you go. Restin' your soul. Restin' your soul. Now I have to go. Travelin' alone. Travelin' alone. . I don't blame you in. So many different ways. I might have done the. Same myself.
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In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need. When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed. There's a dying voice within me reaching out somewhere. Toiling in the
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Covenant Woman got a contract with the Lord. Way up yonder, great will be her reward. Covenant woman, shining like a morning star. I know I can trust you to stay anywhere you are. . Yes and I jus
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Just like old Saxophone Joe. When he's got the hogshead up on his toe. Oh me, oh my. Love that country pie. . Listen to the fiddler play. When he's playin' 'til the break of day. Oh me, oh my.
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You will search, babe,. At any cost. But how long, babe,. Can you search for what's not lost?. Evrybody will help you,. Some people are very kind. But if I can save you any time,. Come on, give
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I was in another lifetime one of toil and blood. When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud. I came in from the wilderness a creature void of form. "Come in" she said. "I'll give you
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One time in London I gone out for a walk. Past the place called Hyde Park where people talk. About all kinds of different gods they have their point of view. To anyone passing by and it's who they'
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I got those worried blues,. And I got those worried blues,. I got those worried blues,. I got those worried blues,. Lord, I'm a-going where I never been before. . I'm going where the chilly wind
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God knows you ain't pretty. God knows it's true. God knows there ain't anybody ever gonna take the place of you. . God knows it's a struggle. God knows it's a crime. God knows there gonna be no