| Gonna let my soul catch my body
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| My body make up my mind
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| Gonna let my soul catch my body
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| My body make up my mind
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| Ah, this world makes me weary
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| I’m livin' here on borrowed time
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| Gonna pray the Lord free my spirit
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| The spirit gonna give a sign
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| Gonna pray the Lord free my spirit
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| The spirit gonna give a sign
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| This world makes me weary
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| Sellin' me what’s never been mine
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| Now if I’m good to my body
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| My body she’ll point the way
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| Now if I’m good to my body
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| My body she’ll point the way
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| Oh these days they are numbered
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| I might not have too long to stay
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| Gonna lay out fine linen
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| Gonna make up my dyin' bed
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| I’m gonna lay out fine linen
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| Gonna make up my dyin' bed
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| If you call me sweet Jesus
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| I’m ready to lay down my head
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| Gonna let my soul catch my body
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| My body make up my mind
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| Gonna let my soul catch my body
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| My body make up my mind
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| Ah, this world makes me weary
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| I’m livin' here on borrowed time
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| Ah this road makes me weary
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| I’m livin' here on borrowed time |