(...)
Each morning I get up I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
Take a look at the mirror and cry
Lord what are you doing to me
I have spent all my years believing you
But I just can't get no relief, Lord!
(...)
I work hard every day of my life
I work till I ache my bones
At the end I take home my hard earned pay all on my own
I get down on my knees
And I start to pray
Till the tears run down from my eyes
Lord (...)
(...)
Everyday, I try and I try and I try
But everybody wants to put me down
They say I'm going crazy
They say I got a lot of water in my brain
Got no common sense
I got nobody left to believe
(...)
Got no feel, I got no rhythm
I just keep losing my beat
I'm ok, I'm allright
Ain't gonna face no defeat
I just gotta get out of this prison cell
Someday I'm gonna be free, Lord!
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