| On the night I was born Mama gave her soul, Lord, to Jesus, Sweet Jesus
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| And from her final place she cried
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| «Son, it’s yours to be the man
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| You go and pull this world together, child
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| Try and help them understand»
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| Heavy burdens me down
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| Heavy burdens me down
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| Heavy, heavy burdens me down
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| I don’t know it for pain
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| On the night of the war mamas gave their young ones, yes, to keep us
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| And from their final resting place
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| You know I, I heard them cry
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| «Oh, God, please send my baby home
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| Don’t You let, don’t You let, my young boy die»
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| You see that burdens me down
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| Don’t You know, don’t You know, heavy burdens me down, down, down
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| It’s so heavy, heavy burdens me down
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| Yeah, You know it burdens me down
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| It’s not that I’m ungrateful, God
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| It’s not that I don’t care
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| But the old men lie
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| And the young ones die
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| I can’t, I can’t relieve the spell
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| And it burdens me down
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| You know it burdens me down
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| It’s so heavy, heavy burdens me down, down, down
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| Now don’t it burden you down?
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| Heavy, burdens me down
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| Can you hear me now? | 
| Don’t it burden you down
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| When it’s heavy, heavy, when it’s heavy, heavy?
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| Heavy, burdens me, yeah, you know it burdens me down |