| Oh, I’m gonna get me a religion, I’m gonna join the Baptist Church
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| Oh, I’m gonna get me a religion, I’m gonna join the Baptist Church
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| I’m gonna be a Baptist preacher, and I sure won’t have to work
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| Oh, I’m a-preach these blues, and I, I want everybody to shout
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| I want everybody to shout
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| I’m gonna do like a prisoner, I’m gonna roll my time on out
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| Oh, I went in my room, I bowed down to pray
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| Oh, I went in my room, I bowed down to pray
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| Till the blues come along, and they blowed my spirit1 away
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| Oh, I’d-a had religion, Lord, this every day
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| Oh, I’d-a had religion, Lord, this every day
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| But the womens and whiskey, well, they would not set me free
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| Oh, I wish I had me a heaven of my own
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| Hey, a heaven of my own
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| Till I’d give all my women a long, long, happy home
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| Hey, I love my baby, just like I love myself
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| Oh, just like I love myself
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| Well, if she don’t have me, she won’t have nobody else |