| Tonight I’ll go down by the river
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| And let my feet be my guide
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| The sun’s setting slowly, there’s nothing more holy
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| Than painting an indigo sky
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| I’ll blow some smoke in the night
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| Eyes closed, my mind floats
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| I praise, I praise, I praise, I praise
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| I praise the day
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| I praise, I praise, I praise, I praise
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| Oh, I praise the day
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| I’m part of a team, I love them they love me
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| I get high on the parties we throw
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| They mock me kindly, ignite me and fight me
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| Whenever I’m hopelessly wrong
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| So I sit down and write them a song
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| Eyes closed, my mind floats
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| I praise, I praise, I praise, I praise
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| I praise the day
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| I praise, I praise, I praise, I praise
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| Oh, I praise the day
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| Tonight, I’ll go down by the river |