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Robey |
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Lord knows I try, to do what's right |
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One whole long year I stayed home both day and night |
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'Cause I smell-a, hmmm, trouble, way over yonder way up there ahead of me |
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Yes, worries and troubles, Lord, they just won't let me be |
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People talk about me, both night and day |
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I said, "Lord, please forgive them and go the other way" |
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'Cause I smell-a, hmmm, trouble, Lord, I smell trouble ahead of me |
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Yes, worries and troubles, Lord, they just won't let me be |
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And from now on, I will not run and hide |
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I'll face trouble with s smile, and hope it pass me by |
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'Cause I smell-a, hmmm, trouble, way over yonder way up there ahead of me |
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Yes, worries and troubles, they just won't, they just won't, they just won't let me be |
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Oh yeah |