| You may run on for a long time
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| Run on for a long time,
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| Run on for a long time,
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| Let me tell you the God's gonna cut you down
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| Let me tell you the God's gonna cut you down
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| My God spoke and he spoke so sweet
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| I thought I heard the shuffle of angel’s feet
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| And he put hand upon my head Great God almighty
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| I'll tell you what he said Go tell that long tongued liar
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| Go tell that midnight rider
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| Tell the gamblers, the ramblers, the back-biter
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| Tell them God's gonna cut them down
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| Tell them the God's gonna strike them down
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| You may run on for a long time
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| Run on for a long time,
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| Run on for a long time
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| Let me tell you the God's gonna cut you down
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| You may throw your rock, hide your hand
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| Working in the dark against your fellow man
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| But as sure as God made the day and the night
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| What you do in the dark will be brought to the light
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| You may run and hide, slip and slide
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| Trying to make time with your neighbour’s wife
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| Brother, let me tell you just as sure as you're born
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| You better leave that woman alone
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| You may run on for a long time
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| Run on for a long time,
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| Run on for a long time
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| Let me tell you the God's gonna cut you down
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| Let me tell you the God's gonna cut you down
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| One of these days, you can mark my word
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| Think her man is away at work
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| Creep on up, knock on that door
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| That’s all, son, you’ll knock no more
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| You may run on for a long time
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| Run on for a long time,
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| Run on for a long time,
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| Let me tell you the God's gonna cut you down
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| You may run on for a long time Run on for a long time,
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| Run on for a long time,
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| Let me tell you the God's gonna cut you down
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| Let me tell you the God's gonna cut you down
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| Let me tell you the God's gonna strike you down |