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The tallest tree in paradise
The Christian call the tree of life
And I hope that trump might blow me home to my new Jerusalem
Paul and Silas bound in jail
One did weep and the other did pray
And I hope that trump might blow me home to my new Jerusalem
Blow your trumpet Gabriel
Blow your trumpet louder
And I hope that trump might blow me home to my new Jerusalem
You bend your knees on holy ground
And ask the lord to turn you around
And I hope that trump might blow me home
To my new Jerusalem
I turn my eyes toward the sky
And ask the lord for wings to fly
And I hope that trump might blow me home
To my new Jerusalem
When Gabriel makes his trumpet sound
The saints shall rise and bust the ground
And I hope that trump might blow me home
To my new Jerusalem
Weep like a willow mourn like a dove
If you want to get to heaven got to go by love
And I hope that trump might blow me home
To my new Jerusalem
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Roll Jordan Roll
01:52
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Little children sittin’ on the tree of life
When they heard ol’ Jordan roll
Roll, Jordan, roll, Jordan, roll, Jordan, roll
Oh march the angel march
March the angel march
O my soul arise in heaven, Lord
For to hear when Jordan roll
Little children learn to fear the Lord
And let your days be long
Roll, Jordan, roll, Jordan, roll, Jordan, roll
Oh march the angel march
March the angel march
O my soul arise in heaven, Lord
For to hear when Jordan roll
And let no false nor spiteful word
Be heard upon your tongue
Roll, Jordan, roll, Jordan, roll, Jordan, roll
Oh march the angel march
March the angel march
For my soul arise in heaven, Lord
For to hear when Jordan roll
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Turkle Dove
01:43
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The turkle dove done drooped his wing
The turkle dove done drooped his wing
The turkle dove done drooped his wing
Went on Zion hill to sing
Adam and Eve, do-do
Adam and Eve, don't tell it to me
Just meet me at the do'
Don't tell it to me
Sa-sa-la-do on sa-la-sa-ree
My name written on David line
My name written on David line
My name written on David line
I'm goin' to heaven on the wheel of time
Adam and Eve, do-do
Adam and Eve, don't tell it to me
Just meet me at the do'
Don't tell it to me
Sa-sa-la-do on sa-la-sa-ree
When I get to heaven I know the rule
When I get to heaven I know the rule
When I get to heaven I know the rule
Keep right down to the bathing pool
Adam and Eve, do-do
Adam and Eve, don't tell it to me
Just meet me at the do'
Don't tell it to me
Sa-sa-la-do on sa-la-sa-ree
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Come and Go With Me
01:18
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Bound to Go
02:33
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Build my house upon the rock
Oh yes, Lord
The first wind come, he blow him down
Oh yes, Lord
Chorus:
March on, member, bound to go
Been to the ferry, bound to go
Left St. Helena, bound to go
Bid ‘em fare thee well
Build my house on shifting sand
Oh yes, Lord
The first wind come, he blow him down
Oh yes, Lord
I am not like the foolish man
Oh yes, Lord
He build his house upon the sand
Oh yes, Lord
One morning I was walking along
Oh yes, Lord
I saw them berries hanging down
Oh yes, Lord
I pick the berries and I suck the juice
Oh yes, Lord
Sweeter than the honeycomb
Oh yes, Lord
I took them brother two by two
Oh yes, Lord
I took them sister three by three
Oh yes, Lord
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O'er the Crossing
03:32
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Bendin’ knees a-aching, body racked with pain
I wish I was a child of God, I’d get home by & by
Chorus:
Keep prayin’, I do believe, we’re a long time wagin’ at the crossin’
Little children, I do believe, we’ll get home to heaven by and by
Yonder’s my old mother, been wagin’ at the hill so long
It’s about time she cross over, she’ll get home by & by
Chorus
Oh hear that mournful thunder, a-roll from door to door
A-callin’ the people home to god, they’ll get home by and by
Chorus
Oh see that forked lightnin’, a-jump from cloud to cloud
A pickin’ up god’s children, they’ll get home by & by
Chorus
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Run to Jesus
01:23
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Chorus:
Run to Jesus, shun the danger
I don’t expect to stay much longer here
Run to Jesus, shun the danger
I don’t expect to stay much longer here
He will be our dearest friend
And will help us to the end
I don’t expect to stay much longer here
Run to Jesus, shun the danger
I don’t expect to stay much longer here
Oh I thought i heard ‘em say
There were lions in the way
I don’t expect to say much longer here
Run to Jesus, shun the danger
I don’t expect to stay much longer here
Many mansions there will be
One for you and one for me
I don’t expect to stay much longer here
Run to Jesus, shun the danger
I don’t expect to stay much longer here
Run to Jesus, shun the danger
I don’t expect to stay much longer here
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Run Brother Run
01:19
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Molly Cottontail
01:02
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Go to Sleep, My Baby
01:38
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Go to sleep, the night's done come
O go to sleep, my baby
You're in my arms, you need not fear
O go to sleep, my baby
Oh, sweet baby, oh sweet baby,
Go to sleep my baby
The birds is resting in the trees,
O go to sleep, my baby
There ain't no workin' by the bees,
O go to sleep, my baby
Oh, sweet baby, Oh, sweet baby
Oh go to sleep, my baby
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Old Man's Song
01:15
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Jaybird and Sparrow
01:41
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Jaybird swingin' a two hoss plow—
"Sparrow, why not you?"
"Why, my legs so little and slender man,
I's feared they'd break in two;
My legs so little and slender man,
I's feared they'd break in two."
Jaybird answer, "What you say?
—I sometimes worms tobaccy,
But I'd druther plow sweet taters too,
Than to be an old town tacky.
I'd druther plow sweet taters too,
Than to be and old town tacky."
Jaybird up in the sugar tree,
The sparrow on the ground
Jaybird shake the sugar down,
And the sparrow say, "Pass it round."
Jaybird shake the sugar down,
And the sparrow say, "Pass it round."
Jaybird say, "Save some for me,
I needs it when I bakes."
Sparrow say, "Use 'lasses suh,
That suits for country jakes."
Sparrow say, "Use 'lasses suh,
That suits for country jakes."
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Sheep and Goat
00:34
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Them Ol' Black Gnats
00:48
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Them ol’ black gnats, they is so bad
I cain’t get outta here
They bites & stings and drives me mad
I cain’t get outta here
Them ol’ black gnats, they sings the song
I cain’t get outta here
Ol’ Satan get you before long
You cain’t get outta here
They burns my ears, gets in my eye
I cain’t get outta here
They makes me dance, they makes me cry
I cain’t get outta here
I fans and knocks but they won’t go away
I cain’t get outta here
They makes me wish was Judgment Day,
For I cain’t get outta here
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Milly Biggers
01:57
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"Oh will you wear red, oh will you wear red,
Oh will you wear red, Milly Biggers?"
"I won't wear red, it's too much like Missus' head
I'll wear me a cotton dress, dyed with copperse and oak bark."
"Oh will you wear blue, oh will you wear blue,
Oh will you wear blue, Millly Biggers?"
"I won't wear blue, it's too much like Missus' shoe
I'll wear me a cotton dress, dyed with copperse and oak bark."
"Oh will you wear grey, Oh will you wear grey,
Oh will you wear grey, Milly Biggers?"
"I won't wear grey, it's too much like Missus' way
I'll wear me a cotton dress, dyed with copperse and oak bark."
"Oh will you wear white, Oh will you wear white,
Oh will you wear white, Milly Biggers?"
"I won't wear white, I'd get dirty long 'fore night
I'll wear me a cotton dress, dyed with copperse and oak bark."
"Oh will you wear black, Oh will you wear black,
Oh will you wear black, Milly Biggers?"
"I might wear black, 'cause it's the color of my back
And it looks like my cotton dress, dyed with copperse and oak bark."
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Sandy Land
02:30
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Big yam taters in the sandy land
Sandy bottom, sandy land
Big yam taters in the sandy land
Sandy bottom, sand land
Sift the meal and save the bran
Mighty good livin' in sandy land
Big buck diggin' in the sandy land
Raise big taters in the sandy land
Big yam taters in the sandy land
Sandy bottom, sandy land
Big yam taters in the sandy land
Sandy bottom, sand land
Big fat possum up a simmon tree
Make a big supper for you and me
Hurry up, boys in sandy land
Big fat possum up a simmon tree
Big yam taters in the sandy land
Sandy bottom, sandy land
Big yam taters in the sandy land
Sandy bottom, sand land
Make a good livin' in sandy land
Lots of pretty gals in sandy land
Right and left in sandy land
On to the next in sandy land
Big yam taters in the sandy land
Sandy bottom, sandy land
Big yam taters in the sandy land
Sandy bottom, sand land
Dinah has a wooden leg, so they say
Shake that wooden leg, Dinah-O
Sal has a meat skin stowed away
To grease that wooden leg, so they say
Big yam taters in the sandy land
Sandy bottom, sandy land
Big yam taters in the sandy land
Sandy bottom, sand land
Chords:
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Anchor Line
01:37
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Rough and Rolling Sea
01:24
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Farewell, farewell to my only child
Like a rough, and a rolling sea
Like a rough, and a rolling sea
The lightnings flashed, and the thunder rolled
Like a rough and a rollling sea
Like a rough and a rolling sea
The storms beat high and the winds blew fierce
Like a rough and a rolling sea
Like a rough and a rolling sea
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Four and Twenty Elders
02:36
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See four and twenty elders on their knees
Four and twenty elders on their knees
And we’ll all rise together and view the rising sun
Oh Lord, have mercy if you please
They are bowing round the altar on their knees
Bowing round the altar on their knees
And we’ll all rise together and view the rising sun
Oh Lord, have mercy if you please
See Gideon’s army bowing on their knees
See Gideon’s army bowing on their knees
And we’ll all rise together and view the rising sun
Oh Lord, have mercy if you please
See Daniel among the lions on his knees
Daniel among the lions on his knees
And we’ll all rise together and view the rising sun
Oh Lord, have mercy if you please
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Hammering Judgment
01:59
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Don't you hear God talkin'
Hammerin'
Don't you hear God talkin'
Hammerin'
Don't you hear God talkin'
Hammerin'
He's talking to Moses...
He's talking through thunder...
Hammer keep a-ringin'...
Hammerin' judgment...
God told Moses....
Go down in to Egyp'...
Tell ol' Pharoah...
To loose his people...
But Pharoah had a hard heart...
And would not loose them...
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Wake Up, Jacob
01:27
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Way Up On the Mountain
01:32
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Ol' Egyp'
02:35
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Keep a-runnin', keep a-runnin', fire gonna overtake you
Keep a-runnin' keep a-runnin', fire gonna overtake you
Keep a-runnin', keep a-runnin', fire gonna overtake you
Way down yonder in that lonesome graveyard
Keep a-runnin', keep a-runnin', hear ol' Egyp' a-howling
Keep a-runnin', keep a-runnin' hear ol' Egyp' a-howling'
Keep a-runnin', keep a-runnin', hear ol' Egyp' a-howling
Way down yonder in that lonesome graveyard
Brother, brother, don't let your sister condemn you
Brother, brother don't let your sister condemn you
Brother, brother, don't let you sister condemn you
Way down yonder in that lonesome graveyard
Mother, don't let your daughter condemn you
Mother, don't let your daughter condemn you
Mother, don't let your daughter condemn you
Way down yonder in that lonesome graveyard
Mmm, mmm, hear ol' Egyp' a-howling
Mmm, mmm, hear ol' Egyp' a-howling
Mmm, mmm, hear ol' Egyp' a-howling
Way down yonder in that lonesome graveyard
Ah-hoo, ah-hoo, hear ol' Egyp' a-howling
Ah-hoo, ah-hoo, hear ol' Egyp' a-howling
Ah-hoo, ah-hoo, hear ol' Egyp' a-howling
Way down yonder in that lonesome graveyard
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Calvary
02:58
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Make me sorry, think about Jesus
Make me sorry, think about Jesus
Make me sorry, think about Jesus
Surely he died on Calvary
Don't you hear, the hammer ringin'
Don't you hear, the hammer ringin'
Don't you hear, the hammer ringin'
Surely he died on Calvary
Don't you hear, the saviour groaning
Don't you hear, the saviour groaning
Don't you hear, the saviour groaning
Surelly he died on Calvary
Don't you hear him calling his father
Don't you hear him calling his father
Don't you hear him calling his father
Surely he died on Calvary
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Run Mary Run
02:06
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Run Mary run, run Mary run, run Mary run
I know the other world is not like this
Fire in the east and fire in the west
I know the other world is not like this
Bound to burn the wilderness
I know the other world is not like this
Jordan river is the river to cross
I know the other world is not like this
Stretch your rod and come across
I know the other world is not like this
Run Mary run, run Mary run, run Mary run
I know the other world is not like this
Ol’ trouble it come like a gloomy cloud
I know the other world is not like this
Gather thick and thunder loud
I know the other world is not like this
One of these morning bright & fair
I’ll try my wings and take the air
I know the other world is not like this
Run Mary run, run Mary run, run Mary run
I know the other world is not like this
If religion was a thing that money can buy
I know the other world is not like this
The rich would live and the poor would die
If this was the judgment day
I know the other world is not like this
Every little soul would want to pray
I know the other world is not like this
Run Mary run, run Mary run, run Mary run
I know the other world is not like this
Run Mary run, run Mary run, run Mary run
I know the other world is not like this
I know the other world is not like this
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Sun don't set in the morning, sun don't set in the morning, Lord
Sun don't set in the morning, light shine round the world.
Pray on, prayin' brother, pray on, prayin' brother
Pray on, prayin' brother, light shine round the world
Sun don't set in the morning, sun don't set in the morning, Lord
Sun don't set in the morning, light shine round the world.
Pray on, prayin' sister pray on, prayin' sister
Pray on, prayin' sister, light shine round the world
Sun don't set in the morning, sun don't set in the morning, Lord
Sun don't set in the morning, light shine round the world.
Pray on, prayin' preacher pray on, prayin' preacher
Pray on, prayin' preacher, light shine round the world
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Uncle Billy
02:15
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One twentieth of May morning, under that barnyard tree,
Them Yankees read them papers, and set the poor slave free.
I been workin' in a contract, ever since that day,
And just found out this mornin' why it didn't pay.
I told boss this year I try hit once more,
He counted off this cotton, took every other row.
When boss sold the cotton, I ask for my half,
He told me I chopped out my half with the grass.
Boss says, "Uncle Billy, I think you done well,
To pay your debts with cotton, and have your seeds to sell."
Well I sold them seeds for five cents a peck,
And bought this red hankerchief, you see around my neck.
Hurry up, children, it's time we been gone,
This weather look so cloudy—I think it's gonna storm.
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Ol' Elder Brown
01:57
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Ain't no more cane on the Brazos,
Oh, oh oh oh,
It all been done ground in molasses.
Oh, oh oh oh.
Better get your overcoat ready,
Well it's comin' up a norther.
The cap'n standin' and lookin' and cryin',
Well it's gettin' so cold and my row's behind.
Cap'n don't do me like you done po' Shine,
Whip that bully till he went stone blind.
Cap'n cap'n you must be blind,
You keep on hollerin' and I'm almost flyin'.
One of these mornings, it won't be long,
You'll call for me and I'll be gone.
If I had a sentence like 99 years,
All the dogs on the Brazos won't keep me here.
99 years so jumpin' long,
To be here rollin' and can't go home.
Ought to come on the river in Nineteen-four,
You could find a dead man on every turn row.
Ought to come on the river in Nineteen-ten,
They was drivin' the women just like the men.
Well I look at my old Hannah, she's turnin' red, (old Hannah is the sun)
I look at my partner, he's almost dead.
Wake up lifetime, hold up your head,
Well you may get a pardon and you may drop dead.
Wake up dead man, help me drive my row,
Wake up dead man, help me drive my row.
Go down old Hannah, don't you rise no more,
If you rise any more, bring Judgment Day.
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Lost John
02:32
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With his diamond spade, got it in his hand
Gonna hew out the live oaks that are in this land
If I had listened what Rosie said
I'd a been sleeping in Rosie's bed
But I wouldn't listen got to running around
First thing I knew I was jailhouse bound
Well I got in the jail with my mouth poked out
Now I'm in the pen and I can't get out
Well-a John made a pair of shoes
Funniest shoes that was ever seen
Had a heel in front, had a heel behind
Couldn't hardly tell which way he's gone
Chorus:
He's long gone, he's lost John, he's gone gone
Like a turkey through the corn, with his long clothes on
He's gone gone, he's lost John, he's long gone
Well-a hear that sergeant jus' a huffin' & a blowin'
I believe I hear that bloodhound moanin'
I wouldn't stop if I seen myself dyin'
I'm on my way to that long leaf pine*
'Cross the Brazos river, in the mornin' dew,
Well it's goodbye sergeant, and the captain too
He's long gone, he's lost John, he's gone gone
Like a turkey through the corn, with his long clothes on
He's gone gone, he's lost John, he's long gone
Good morning, Mary, how do you do?
Well I crossed that river just to see you
Gimme 2-3 minutes just to catch my wind
2-3 minutes and I'm gone again...
He's long gone, he's lost John, he's gone gone
Like a turkey through the corn, with his long clothes on
He's gone gone, he's lost John, he's long gone
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Back Home in Georgia
02:32
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Four million soldiers, standing side by side
Better have a mighty ship, 'cause I'm sure gonna ride
Back home to Georgia, Georgia,
Back to my beau lover gal in Georgia
Never gonna eat no more army food
Gonna get myself up like a reg'lar darktown dude
Back home in Georgia, Georgia,
Back to my beau lover gal in Georgia
I hope we will never have another damn war
'cause if we do, the drafter sure will never find me there
Back home in Georgia, Georgia,
Back to my beau lover gal in Georgia
White folks say a slacker's done carried off my skirt
If this be so I sure, Lord, will do somebody dirt
Back home in Georgia, Georgia,
Back to my beau lover gal in Georgia
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Hear the Trumpet Sound
01:36
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You may bury me in the East, You may bury me in the West
But I'll hear the trumpet sound in that morning
In that morning, my Lord, how I long to go
For to hear the trumpet sound in that morning
You may bury me in Egypt land, but my soul's gonna rise and shine
For to hear the trumpet sound in that morning
In that morning, my Lord, how I long to go
For to hear the trumpet sound in that morning
On that dreadful judgment day, I'll take wings and fly away
For to hear the trumpet sound in that morning
In that morning, my Lord, how I long to go
For to hear the trumpet sound in that morning
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Open the Window Noah
02:03
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Open the window, Noah
Open the window, Noah
Open the window, Noah
Open the window, let the dove come in
Open the window, let the dove come in
The little dove flew in the window and mourned
Open the window, let the dove come in
The little dove flew in the window and mourned
Open the window, let the dove come in
Open the window, Noah
Open the window, Noah
Open the window, Noah
Open the window, let the dove come in
Open the window, let the dove come in
The little dove brought back the olive leaf
Open the window, let the dove come in
The little dove brought back the olive leaf
Open the window, let the dove come in
Open the window, Noah
Open the window, Noah
Open the window, Noah
Open the window, let the dove come in
Open the window, let the dove come in
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Michael, haul the boat ashore
Hallellujah
Then you'll hear the horn they blow
Hallellujah
Then you'll hear the trumpet sound
Hallellujah
Trumpet sound the world around
Hallellujah
Trumpet sound from shore to shore
Hallellujah
Trumpet sound for rich and poor
Hallellujah
Trumpet sound the jubillee
Hallellujah
Trumpet sound for you and me
Hallellujah
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Tree of Life
03:17
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You got a right—I got a right,
We all got a right to the tree of life;
You got a right—I got a right,
We all got a right to the tree of life.
The very time i thought i was lost,
We all got a right to the tree of life.
The dungeon shook and my chains fell off,
We all got a right to the tree of life.
You may hinder me here but you cannot there,
We all got a right to the tree of life;
Cause god in the heaven’s gonna answer prayer,
We all got a right to the tree of life.
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