| Tell them tell them
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| Tell them the reason why you crying children
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| Tell them, tell them tell them the
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| Reason why you shed those tears
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| (rep.)
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| If I never did right or if I
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| Ever did wrong, wrong, wrong
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| It’s because situation arise
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| Where things don’t seem to belong
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| Trial and crosses are always
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| Before me thorns and prickles
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| In-a my way, my way, my way
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| With the task-master always
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| Behind me, waiting for a chance
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| To take my life away
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| And my burdens, they’re getting
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| Heavy and heavier every day
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| My burdens, I’m like one who
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| Labours without no pay
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| My burdens sweating like a slave to live another day
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| My burdens, if I didn’t follow my
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| Mind I would be gone astray
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| For silver and gold have I none have I none
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| Silver and Gold have I none have I none
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| Silver, silver, silver and Gold have I none, have I none
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| Silver and gold have I none have I none
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| So won’t you tell them tell them
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| Tell them the reason why you crying children
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| Tell them, tell them, tell them the
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| Reason why you shed those tears
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| (rep.)
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| Working round the clock and obeying
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| The gong is like the weak who’s
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| Got to feed the strong
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| I got to carry my load like a
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| Child of Israel battering and
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| Dragging along, along, along
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| Blessed is the man who keepeth
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| His faith, and hope for the
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| Day of his great Redemption
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| To get away from grief and hate
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| And into the joys of the sweet liberations
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| Slave driver, dry bone crying in the wilderness
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| Slave driver, only muscle and blood can stand the test (rep.)
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| Moses Children I know was
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| In shadows of death the shadows a death
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| But Moses Children, they rose from strength to strength. |
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