| Oh mother, where can I go With my pain oh, and my sorrow
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| And sister, where can I turn
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| With my head hung down so low
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| And brother, who will deliver me From the worries of tomorrow
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| Bring your weary soul to the altar
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| Close your eyes and bend your knees
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| Lay your worries and your burdens down
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| Oh sons and daughters, who will dry
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| Dry your cryin' eyes
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| Believers, tell me who will believe
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| When this town oughta say goodbye
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| Bring your weary soul to the altar
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| Close your eyes and bend your knees
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| Lay your worries and your burden down
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| May your words be few
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| Oh, let the spirit carry you
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| And the angels will make that joyful sound
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| Bring your weary soul to the water
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| Let the holy water set you free
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| Lay your trials and your tribulations
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| At his feet
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| May your words be few
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| Oh, let the spirit carry you
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| And the face of a Jesus
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| You will see it now
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| Oh---yea---oh |