| Sometimes I wake with a weary head and
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| I wonder how I’ll ever get through
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| Then I think of the things you said
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| how you told me to my self be true
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| My faith in things unseen,
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| My belief that it’ll all work out
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| May seem like a strange cup of tea,
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| but if its all right with you than it all
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| Right with me Oh my feet I walk, with my legs I run
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| In my arms I’ll hold another day
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| With my head I think, from my heart I sing
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| And with my hand to my face I pray
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| There’s times I feel with the stains of life
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| I could just turn around, turn around walk away
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| Then a strength like a beam from above
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| lifts me up by the hand and it leads me to say
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| Good things for good people you see
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| good things they seem to all work out
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| May seem like a strange cup of tea but
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| if its all right with you well then its all right with me Oh my feet I walk, with my legs I run
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| In my arms I’ll hold another day
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| With my head I think, from my heart I sing
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| And with my hand to my face I pray
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| Getting by ain’t enough for me I know what I like I like what I see
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| I’m not only flesh and blood but
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| I’m heart and soul I know
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| Sometimes I feel at the end of the day
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| was it worth while or have I settled for less
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| I sit back and your there by my side sincerely you say,
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| we’re both so blessed
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| Count your blessing count them one, two, three
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| don’t give up cause it’ll all work out
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| It may seem like a strange cup of tea but
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| if it’s all right with you, it’s just fine with me Oh my feet I walk, with my legs I run
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| In my arms I’ll hoild another day
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| With my head I think, from my heart I sing
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| And with my hand to my face I pray |