| She sit on her porch every day at about past noon
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| But from her eyes, I just see a sad and blue
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| Is there anything that I can do for you?
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| She’d say, «No my son, the Lord will see me through»
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| his name was Little Ray
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| Red in his eyes and all he know is getting paid
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| Sell his soul to the devil if he could
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| Ms. Martha, she do her best, like we know she always would
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| Sometimes I’m up, and times I’m down
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| It’s like one way in, and no way out
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| But we oughta know each other
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| And spread love around the world, not hate amongst each other
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| Like Ms. Martha
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| Like Ms. Martha
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| Like Ms. Martha
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| Like Ms. Martha
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| Standing at her place, just to see the waste
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| Never much to say, kept an empty face
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| Could it be, she just doesn’t have a man
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| Or maybe, we just don’t understand
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| There are so many things I wish to do for you
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| Follow your heart to make the dreams come true
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| (She said) the reason why I haven’t passed away
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| I lived to make sure you’d see a better day
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| Sometimes I’m up, and times I’m down
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| It’s like one way in, and no way out
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| But we oughta know each other
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| And spread love around the world, not hate amongst each other
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| Sometimes I’m up, and times I’m down
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| It’s like one way in, and no way out
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| But we oughta know each other
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| And spread love around the world, not hate amongst each other
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| Sometimes I’m up, and times I’m down
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| It’s like one way in, and no way out
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| But we oughta know each other
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| And spread love around the world, not hate amongst each other
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| Sometimes I’m up, and times I’m down
|
| It’s like one way in, and no way out
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| But we oughta know each other
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| And spread love around the world, not hate amongst each other
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| Sometimes I’m up, and times I’m down
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| It’s like one way in, and no way out
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| But we oughta know each other
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| And spread love around the world |