| I’m gonna fight for you, J.B.
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| Your passing made so many cry
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| I’m gonna fight for you, J.B.
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| Your passing made so many cry
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| But you are resting now from struggle
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| Up in God’s land beyond the sky
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| Well, I believe you got a bad deal
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| And that’s something I want put right
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| I believe you got a bad deal
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| And that’s something I want put right
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| Well, I wanna people hear your blues
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| And keep them thinking day and night
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| Well, you are born in Mississippi
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| And now you’re laid to rest out there
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| You were born in Mississippi
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| And now you’re laid to rest out there
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| But I’m gonna fight for you, J.B.
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| I want your blues out everywhere |