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Trace your bloodline |
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They'll take care of you |
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They're still your family |
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No matter what they've done to you |
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And the cold air stings my eyes |
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As I take his hands, he says "Just let your body do the rest" |
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Slave plantation |
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Got a lot of grass |
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It was my own temptation |
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But hey you made a lot of cash |
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And the cold air stings my eyes |
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As I take his hands, he says "Just let your body do the rest" |
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And the church bells ring |
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One million miles away from here |
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Where nobody ever rests |
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It's all over now |
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It's in my soul |
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There's no way out |
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If I catch you breathing |
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And the cold air stings my eyes |
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As I take his hands, he says, "Just let your body do the rest" |
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Just let your body do the rest |
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Just let your body do the rest |
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Just let your body do the rest |
