| Oh yeah
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| Uhm, uhm.
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| Oh, oh.
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| Run-run, run-run, run-run,
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| run, run, run, run.
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| Don’t let the reverend turn you fool
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| my people.
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| Oh, oh.
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| Run-run, run-run, run-run,
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| run, run, run, run.
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| He never play it by his rules
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| Oh, listen now.
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| Don’t let the reverend turn you fool
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| my people.
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| Don’t let him use you
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| as a tool.
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| Oh, hear me now.
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| Don’t let the reverend turn you fool
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| my people.
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| Cause he never play it by his rules
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| Why boaster thy self
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| Oh preacher man
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| Trying to be smart
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| but not too clever
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| Your preaching every day
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| Jesus is coming soon
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| And others waiting here
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| forever.
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| Oh here me now.
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| My great grand parents before me
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| and their great grand parents too
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| Oh listen up
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| They all waited for this man Jesus
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| and here I am waiting too.
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| Yeah.
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| Oh, oh.
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| Run-run, run-run, run-run,
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| run, run, run, run.
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| Don’t let the reverend turn you fool
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| my people.
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| Oh, oh.
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| Run-run, run-run, run-run, run, run, run, run.
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| He never play it by his rules
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| Don’t let the reverend turn you fool
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| my people.
|
| Don’t let him use you as a tool
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| Oh, listen now.
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| Don’t let the reverend turn you fool
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| my people.
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| Cause he never play it by his rules.
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| For four hundred years
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| it’s the same story
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| reading from the same old-fashioned book.
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| Oh hear me now.
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| With this racist and sexist religion
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| breeding a generation of crooks.
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| Oh listen now.
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| Oh, oh.
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| Run-run, run-run, run-run,
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| run, run, run, run.
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| Don’t let the reverend turn you fool
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| my people
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| Oh, oh… |