| Now, the people’s cryin, 'Mercy'
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| But the whole world is now in a strain
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| Now, the people’s cryin, 'Mercy'
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| But the whole world is now in a strain
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| I am going to the court house
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| And have the judge to change my name
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| I was out this mo’nin'
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| I looked up at the risin' sun
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| I was out this mo’nin'
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| I looked up at the risin' sun
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| And the strain that I’m in
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| It will take me two years to overcome
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| Now, let me tell you boys
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| How your friends will treat you
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| When you run astray
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| Now, let me tell you boys
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| How your friends will treat you
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| When you run astray
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| They won’t even come around you
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| And call you rather dirty names
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| I really believe
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| I’m going to have to leave this town
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| I really believe
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| I’m going to have to leave this town
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| Because the strain that I’m in
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| It is really carryin' me down
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| I was out this mo’nin'
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| I looked up at the risin' sun
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| Was out this mo’nin'
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| I looked up at the risin' sun
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| But now the strain that I’m in
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| It will take me two years to overcome |