| Hey, na na na na — Can you imagine how I feel
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| 1) All day, all night, workin' to earn my honest bread
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| But all that I am given is sorrowness, bitterness and pain
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| Have been treated like I’m a fool morning, noon an' night
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| But when the table turn, I’ll be alright
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| 2) Violence won’t win the fight
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| So in faith I’ve got to hold on tight
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| Hold on and never let go
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| 3) With my shoulder to the wheel
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| Hurting pains, I’ve got got to squeal
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| Can you imagine how I feel?
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| 4) Watering (?) sounds I heard from my Master
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| — Hold on tight and never let go
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| Wait until the day of harvest
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| Spider shall be at the devil’s ches'
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| They shall be like dogs to get vomit
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| Then I and I shall be fit a fit
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| In my hip there’ll be a whippin' stick
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| To chase the devil and his host, yeah yeah
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| Hey na na na na — can you imagine how I feel? |
| (2x)
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| Hey na na na na — can you imagine how I feel
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| More question than answers… |