| You might run on for a long time
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| Run on, children, for a long time
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| Let me tell you God almighty
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| gonna cut you down x2
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| Lord God almighty let me tell the news
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| My head got wet in midnight dew
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| Great God I’ve been down on my
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| bended knees
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| Talking to a man from Galilee
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| Michael spoke and he sounded so sweet
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| I thought I heard the shuffle of
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| angels' feet
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| He put one hand upon my head
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| Great God almighty let me tell you
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| what he said
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| Go tell that lonesome liar
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| Go tell that midnight rider
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| Tell the gamblin', ramblin'
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| backslider
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| Tell them God almighty gonna cut
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| 'em down
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| You might run on for a long time
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| Run on, children, for a long time
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| Let me tell you God almighty
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| gonna cut you down x2
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| You might throw your rock,
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| hide your hand
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| Work in the dark with your fellow
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| men
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| Sure as God made the day and dawn
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| Dawn from the light run and hide
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| just slip and slide
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| Trying to take the mote from your
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| neighbour’s eyes
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| As sure as God made you rich and poor
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| You gonna reap just what you sow
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| You might run on for a long time
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| Run on, children, for a long time
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| Let me tell you God almighty
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| gonna cut you down x2
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| Some people go to church just to sit in the fire
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| Trying to make a date with the neighbor’s wife
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| Brother let me tell you as sure as you’re born
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| You better leave that woman alone
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| Because one of these days mark my word
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| You think that brother is going to work
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| You’ll go up and you’ll knock on his door
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| That’s all brother you’ll knock no more
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| You might run on for a long time
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| Run on, children, for a long time
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| Let me tell you God almighty
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| gonna cut you down x2
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| Letra composta por: Laurinha |