| Folks are stompin' at Mahogany Hall tonight
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| So let me tell you 'bout this house of shame
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| That the folks they talk and hush about
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| Yeah… little old hang where folks they muss all about
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| I’m sayin' it’s a place of ill repute
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| I would just stay away, if I were you
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| Stay away, stay away, keep a stayin' away
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| Yeah man, if you feel that lovin' is what you’re all about
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| Go find a wife that you can love, truly love
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| Then the lord above will bless and watch over you
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| Hear what I’m sayin' 'cause it’s the truth
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| So don’t you meddlin' around
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| Yeah yeah yeah… yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| Ooh… yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| Ooh…
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| When that urge to stomp, and romp in hay
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| Hits you like a bull in a shop with the fire and a flame and a rage
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| That’s when the devil, he comes to play
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| So you be wise and don’t give in to his little lies that lead to sin
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| To be victorious, take the glorious jump
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| Far away from him
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| I don’t believe this house right here
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| Is a place of sin that all you folks wanna gab about
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| Hear the music and the love that’s spurrin' from a joy
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| We feel that we don’t have to hide
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| Now I must concur with all this sister’s been sayin'
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| Because I get back so much love, more than from prayin'
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| Never been akin to confessin' much
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| But Lord knows this house it moves and thrills me
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| That’s right! |
| How can you know what’s missin' when you’ve never
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| Known the bliss that keeps a riding deep within my soul
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| Yeah, those babes they move me
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| There’s stompin' and moves and turns all night
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| Rollin' till break of dawn
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| Now we know the Lord above in Heaven
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| We don’t believe all the things you say
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| You gotta dig it another way
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| Can see all through you folks better than we can
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| A little rhythm will rock your soul
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| A little lovin' will make you whole
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| But the Good Book says roll your spirit up high…
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| Come on and give in to what we’re sayin' go…
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| Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
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| Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
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| Goin', goin', goin', goin'
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| Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
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| Goin', goin', goin', goin'
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| HIGH…
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| Heed these words and just
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| Stop that sinnin'
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| No!
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| Scratch is winnin'
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| No!
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| Don’t be playin'
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| No!
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| Start your prayin'
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| No!
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| The Lord’s waitin'
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| No!
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| For you so…
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| When that urge to stomp, and romp in hay
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| Hits you like a bull in a shop with the fire and a flame and a rage
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| That’s when the devil, he comes to play
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| So you be wise and don’t give in to his little lies that lead to sin
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| To be victorious, take the glorious jump
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| Far away from him
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| Stop that stompin' change your story
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| (Come on)
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| We’re stompin' to rhythm
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| (Roll on)
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| That’s keepin' us livin'
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| Don’t be messin' with the glory that’s waiting for you
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| (Go on)
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| No evil will find us
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| (Roll on)
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| The Lord is behind us
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| (And on)
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| So roll with the music
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| Then…
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| Roll on, roll on, roll on, roll on
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| Old scratch will never have his way again
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| (Come on)
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| Don’t bother us
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| (Roll on)
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| Let spirit just reach in
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| He will never bother you with all that sin…
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| (On and on)
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| Good lovin' will free you
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| (Roll on)
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| And lighten what you do
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| RIP away the chains that confine you
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| (Come on)
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| Come join in our party
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| There’s nothing more I think we’ve said it
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| There’s nothing more I think we’ve said it
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| That’s the story of Mahogany Hall tonight
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| That’s the story of Mahogany Hall tonight |