| All twinklin' lee
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| Can’t see the right roads when the streets are paved
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| The old slave men might grind slow
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| But it grinds fine, yeah
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| African herbsman, why linger on?
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| Just concentrate, 'cause heaven lives on
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| Retired slave men will look with a scorn
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| With a transplanted heart (yes, how quick they had to part)
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| (how quick they had to part)
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| The remembrance of today
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| Is the sad feelin' of tomorrow
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| (how quick) Oh (part), oh yeah
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| African herbsman, seize your time
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| I’m takin' illusion on the edge of my mind
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| I’m takin' losers down through my life
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| Down through my life, yeah (yes, how quick they had to part)
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| (how quick they had to part)
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| Dideh part, yes, they part
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| In remembrance of today
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| (how quick they had to part)
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| African herbsman, why linger on?
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| Just concentrate, 'cause your heaven lives on
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| Greet-I-eth slave men will look with a scorn
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| With a transplanted heart, yes, how (quick they have to part)
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| (how quick they have to part)
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| In remembrance of today
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| Brings sad feelings of tomorrow
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| (Yes, how quick they have to) Lead me on, oh, Lord, I pray to you |
| (African herbsman) (African herbsman)
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| African, African herbsman |