| Oh, my Anacostia
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| Do not sigh, do not weep
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| Beneath the overpass
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| Your Savior's waiting patiently
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| Walking on the water
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| Flowing with the poisons
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| From the naval yards
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| He's talking to the broken reeds
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| Saying "What will become of us?"
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| "What will become of us?"
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| Oh...
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| Wade in the water, God's gonna trouble the water
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| A small red sun makes way for night
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| Trails away like a tail light
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| Is that Jesus on the water
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| Talking to the fallen trees?
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| Saying "What will become of us?"
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| "What will become of us?"
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| Oh...
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| Wade in the water, God's gonna trouble the water
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| Wade in the water, God's gonna trouble the water
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| Wade in the water, God's gonna trouble the water
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| Wade in the water, God's gonna trouble the water
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| What will become if God's gonna trouble waters?
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| Wade in the water, God's gonna trouble the water
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| What will become if God's gonna trouble waters?
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| Wade in the water, God's gonna trouble the water
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| What will become if God's gonna trouble waters?
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| Wade in the water, God's gonna trouble the water
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| Wade in the water, God's gonna trouble the water |