| Well, I’ve got stones in my passway
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| And my road, it’s black as night
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| Yeah, I got stones in my passway
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| And my road, it’s black as night
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| I got some pains in my heart
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| And they’re stealing my appetite
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| Well, I got a bird to whistle
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| I got a bird to sing
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| Yes, I got a bird to whistle
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| I got a bird to sing
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| I got a woman that I’m lovin'
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| But she don’t mean a thing
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| You trying to take my life
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| All my money too
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| I say to you lady
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| What you trying to do?
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| I say please, hey let us be friends
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| You hear me howlin' in your passway, baby please let me in
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| Well, I got three legs to walk on
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| Baby, please don’t block my road
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| Yes, I got three legs to walk on
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| Baby, please don’t block my road
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| All of my friends have betrayed me
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| And I’m booked and I got to go |