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There's no deals to be made with the dawn |
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Now I fear that our time has come and gone |
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They say "Freedom is just a place to hide" |
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Now I'm, I'm coming to |
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You with my arms, my arms, my arms open wide |
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Oh, won't you tell me where could |
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I go to the |
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Lord?Now take a prayer with you to heaven for me |
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Oh, and give it to the |
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LordGive it to the |
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Lord'Cause nothing else could save a sinner, sinner like me |
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Oh, but an |
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Angel's, Angel's, |
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Angel's, Angel's word |
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And just an |
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Angel's word |
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Now, oh now, what is, what is too true, what is hard is much too true |
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Oh and what's true oh, is much too too hard |
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And now where, where could |
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I go but to the |
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Lord?Mama was hard on us but we could take it |
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And papa didn't give a damn and couldn't fake it |
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And they say, "Freedom, oh, freedom is just an other place to hide" |
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Now I'm coming to |
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You with my arms open wide |
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And tell me where could |
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I go, oh, to the |
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Lord |
