| Didn’t believe in The Bible
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| Didn’t believe the Good Book
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| Lord, Lord please help me, help me take a look
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| These chains that I’m wearing really ain’t my style
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| Lord, Lord please help me, help me think awhile
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| I know that I did something wrong
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| I got into bad ways
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| Well the judge, yes he put me down, for five thousand days
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| Falling, falling, falling over you
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| Calling, calling, I don’t know what to do
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| Falling, falling, falling over you
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| Calling, calling, I don’t know what to do
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| The cell I am in is only six feet wide
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| And six feet to the roof
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| There’s a window that’s strung with only three bars
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| Singing me the truth
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| Fifty and seventy don’t seem right
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| Seventy ain’t my age
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| When I leave this place with a new face
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| It’s to turn another a new page
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| Falling, falling, falling over you
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| Calling, calling, I don’t know what to do
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| Falling, falling, falling over you
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| Calling, calling, I don’t know what to do
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| Didn’t believe in The Bible
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| Didn’t believe the Good Book
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| Well now Lord, Lord please help me, help me take a look
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| These chains that I’m wearing well they really ain’t my style
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| Well now Lord, Lord please help me, help me think awhile
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| Falling, falling, falling over you
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| Calling, calling, I don’t know what to do
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| Falling, falling, falling over you
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| Calling, calling, I don’t know what to do |