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Each morning I get up, I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
(Take a look at yourself)
Take a look in the mirror and cry
Lord, what you're doing to me
I spent all my years in believing you
But I just can't get no relief, Lord!
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I work (he works hard) hard every day of my life
I work 'til I ache my bones
At the end (at the end of the day)
I take home my hard earned pay all on my own (goes home on his own)
I get down (down) on my knees (knees)
And I start to pray (praise the Lord)
'Til the tears run down from my eyes, Lord
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But everybody wants to put me down
They say I got a lot of water in my brain
Oh, I got no common sense
I got nobody left to believe