| I’m a dead man walking here
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| But that’s the least of all my fears
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| Ooh, underneath the water
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| It’s not Alabama clay
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| That gives my trembling hands away
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| Ooh, please forgive me, Father
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| Ain’t going back to Barton Hollow
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| Devil gonna follow me e’er I go
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| Won’t do me no good washing in the river
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| Can’t no preacher man save my soul
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| Did that full moon force my hand?
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| Or that unmarked hundred grand?
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| Ooh, underneath the water
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| Ooh, please forgive me, Father
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| Miles and miles in my bare feet
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| Still can’t lay me down to sleep
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| If I die before I wake
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| I know the Lord, my soul won’t
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| Take
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| I’m a dead man walking
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| I’m a dead man walking
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| Just keep walking and running and running for miles
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| Keep walking and running and running for miles
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| Keep walking and running and running for miles
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| Ain’t going back to Barton Hollow
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| Devil gonna follow me e’er I go
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| Won’t do me no good washing in the river
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| Can’t no preacher man save my soul |