| Pardon my dust, excuse the mess
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| We’re making somethin' new out of all of this
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| I’m saying my prayers, and I’m trying to change
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| So give me some time, 'cause I’m still finding my way
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| Why are you lookin' at me this way?
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| Pointing your finger, shakin' your head
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| How 'bout some love along the way, instead
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| Pardon my dust, excuse this mess
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| I’ve left a trail of debris, so you’ve gotta be
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| Very careful where you step
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| I’ve made some mistakes, so what?
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| Done quite a few things wrong
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| Could you roll up your tidy sleeves and help a brother along?
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| Pardon my dust, excuse the mess
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| Please don’t be another judge I need to try to impress
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| Stop calling me names, stop casting your stones
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| Let the good Lord sort this all out when we are all at home
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| Pardon my dust, excuse my mess
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| Help me believe there’s gonna be something beautiful on the other side of this
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| Have patience with me, I’m still sweeping floors
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| So pardon my dust, I’ll pardon yours |