| I roll like thunder,
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| Go, like dynamite,
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| All flesh and bone, I come,
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| Old death 'long by my side,
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| In from the storm,
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| This scornful breath about my tongue,
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| O' the thing I done
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| I took my chances,
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| Took what chance I got,
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| Lord know, my hands is tied,
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| This all-bindin', ancient, blood,
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| There flood my mind, images.
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| Blindin' as the sun,
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| O' the thing I done
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| Can’t tell my future,
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| I can’t tell my past,
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| It’s only eludin' fate,
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| That make my journey’s task,
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| That weigh down upon me,
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| Out on the run,
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| O' the thing I done
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| The band are playin',
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| Bathed in electrical light
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| But I’m all at sea, away,
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| Under the shade o' that dark fright,
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| Know an' I, never had a chance, I come,
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| Bound to all, I done.
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| You hear me singin',
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| Know my time ain’t long,
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| Desirous, this song I bring,
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| On these un-restin' bones
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| Long ways from home, I stumbled,
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| Long, since time begun.
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| O' the thing I done
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| O' the thing I done
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| O' the thing I done
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| O' the thing I done |