| Been traveling these wide roads for so long
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| My heart's been far from you
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| Ten-thousand miles gone
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| Oh, I wanna come near and give
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| Every part of me
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| But there is blood on my hands
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| And my lips are unclean
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| In my darkness I remember
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| Momma's words reoccur to me
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| "Surrender to the good Lord
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| And he'll wipe your slate clean"
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| Take me to your river
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| I wanna go
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| Oh, go on
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| Take me to your river
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| I wanna know
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| Tip me in your smooth water
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| I go in
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| As a man with many crimes
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| Come up for air
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| As my sins flow down the Jordan
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| Oh, I wanna come near and give
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| Every part of me
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| But there is blood on my hands
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| And my lips are unclean
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| Take me to your river
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| I wanna go
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| Go on
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| Take me to your river
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| I wanna know
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| I wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
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| I wanna know, wanna know, wanna know
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| Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
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| Wanna know, wanna know, wanna know
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| Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go
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| Wanna know, wanna know, wanna know
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| Take me to your river
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| I wanna go
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| Lord, please let me know
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| Take me to your river
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| I wanna know |