| Well, well, well, who’s that callin'?
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| Well, well, well, hold my hand.
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| Well, well, well, night is a-fallin',
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| Spirit is a-movin'all over this land.
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| Lord told noah, build him an ark,
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| Build it out of hickory bark.
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| Old ark a-movin', and the water start to climb,
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| God send a fire, not a flood next time.
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| God said fire comin’judgement day,
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| He said all mankind gonna pass away.
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| Brothers and sisters don’t you know?
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| You’re gonna reap just what you sow.
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| World’s not waitin’for the lord’s command,
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| Buildin’a fire that’ll sweep the land.
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| Thunder out of heaven, comin’gabriel’s call;
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| And the sea’s gonna boil and the sky’s gonna fall. |