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Rough as the road might seem to be |
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I'll be toiling on home |
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I'll be myself and no one |
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I'll keep trodding on |
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A man must go through tribulation |
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No matter who or where he's from |
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If he's a man of understanding |
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He then know that time alone will tell |
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But fools know not of understanding |
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That's why they stumble |
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Never going to their way, oh, yeah |
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For wisdom is hard for them |
|
A man must go through tribulation |
|
No matter who or where he's from |
|
If he's a man of understanding |
|
He then know that time alone will tell |
|
But fools know not of understanding |
|
That's why they stumble |
|
Never going to their way, oh, yeah |
|
For wisdom is hard for them |
|
Rough as the road might seem to be |
|
I'll be toiling on home |
|
I'll be myself and no one |
|
I'll keep trodding on |
|
A man must go through tribulation |
|
No matter who or where he's from |
|
If he's a man of understanding |
|
He then know that time alone will tell |
|
But fools know not of understanding |
|
That's why they stumble |
|
Never going to their way, oh, yeah |
|
For wisdom is hard for them |
|
A man must go through tribulation |
|
No matter who or where he's from |
|
If he's a man of understanding |
|
He then know that time alone will tell |
|
But fools know not of understanding |
|
That's why they stumble |
|
Never going to their way, oh, yeah |
|
For wisdom is hard for them |
