| Mister please
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| Won’t you tell me I’m alright
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| I’m so lonely
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| I been thinking I could die
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| I got me a woman
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| She bled her soul
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| All over me
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| I think she’s crazy
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| What you gonna do with me
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| Brother brother
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| Can’t you hear them mission bells
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| Calling out
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| All them sinners bound for hell
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| Ain’t no stranger
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| Been down that road before
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| So brother brother
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| Won’t you tell me I’m alright
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| I’m alright
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| Ah, ah, ah
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| Ah, ah, ah
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| Smoking mother nature into the dust
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| Yeah that’s all I see
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| Praying to gods that are made out of rust
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| And thinking what you might have been
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| Now I suppose I could change my vows
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| Yeah that’s all I need
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| Maybe some day you’ll find me fishing
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| For the lock that fits with my key
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| Gonna change it baby that me
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| Ah, ah, hey mister
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| Never one to count
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| Take a look at my life
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| What a work of art I see
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| Got no love baby living off the tracks
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| With the chains and the shackles on me
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| Now I’m with you
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| Gonna head on south
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| Sliding down to Mexico way
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| Maybe someday you’ll find me sitting
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| On a beach where the palm-ah trees sway
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| And heaven’s just a little kiss away
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| Won’t you help me mister please
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| Now I suppose I could change my vows
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| Yeah that’s all I need
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| Maybe someday you’ll find me fishing
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| For the lock that fits with my key
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| Gonna change it baby that’s me
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| Won’t you help me mister please
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| Mister please
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| Won’t you tell me I’m alright
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| I’m so lonely
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| I been thinking I could die
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| I got this woman
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| She bled her soul all over me
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| Now I think I’m crazy
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| What you gonna do with me
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| Mister please |