Just Doin Your Thing

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[Verse 1]
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I was a poor boy papa when you decided you would make me wealthy
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I had the sickness in my bones, I was sure enough far from home, you make me healthy yeah yeah
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I was rejected, dejected, uncorrected, unprotected, defected from my people
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I was contriving, cliff diving, capsizing, no freedom rising from that deep hole

[Chorus]
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But You made me free, and I must sing
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You baptized me just doin' Your thing

[Verse 2]
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I had the feeling all along that there was somethin' peering strong over my shoulder
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And it got closer through the years, through abandonment and tears as I got older, yes it did
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Hitchhiking through the wilderness, and bearing all my consequence I was a stranger
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You picked me up on sixty-six and met me with love and kindness instead of anger

[Verse 3]
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Now it’s a quarter ‘til the clock strikes, and hopefully the shock might
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Hit you like a rock fight or like a butcher’s block might
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Quick as lightning shock kite comes the key to lock tight

The door on which he knock right now until it’s not night
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 Everybody walk tight rope until their chalk white, hopes are wiped away by the wind
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If the devil’s your friend you got a burden on your back, And some poison in your blood
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It’s our burden to unpack, leave it behind in the mud
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Click clack goes the old smoke stack and when it leaves

It ain’t never coming back, so you best be ready when the train comes steady
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 It’s rollin’ heavy ‘round the bends, get on board my friend
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 For the land of Lord cause the levee’s gonna break, in the end