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All twinklin' lee |
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Can't see the right rose when the streams abate |
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The old slave men might grind slow |
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But it grinds fine, yeah |
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African herbsman, why linger on? |
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Just concentrate, 'cause heaven lives on |
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Greet-I-eth slave men will look with a scorn |
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With a transplanted heart (yes, how quick they had to part) |
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(how quick they had to part) |
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The remembrance of today |
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Is the sad feelin' of tomorrow |
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(how quick ...) Oh (part), oh yeah |
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African herbsman, seize your time |
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I'm takin' illusion on the edge of my mind |
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I'm takin' losers down thru my life |
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Down thru my life, yeah (yes, how quick they had to part) |
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(how quick they had to part) |
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Dideh part, yes, they part |
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In remembrance of today |
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(how quick they had to part) |
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African herbsman, why linger on? |
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Just concentrate, 'cause your heaven lives on |
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Greet-I-eth slave men will look with a scorn |
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With a transplanted heart, yes, how (... quick they have to part) |
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(how quick they have to part) |
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In remembrance of today |
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Brings sad feelings of tomorrow |
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(Yes, how quick they have to ...) Lead me on, oh, Lord, I pray to you |
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(African herbsman) (African herbsman) |
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African, African herbsman ... |