song I caught wind and hit the road runnin' And Lord, I've been a long time gone Been a long time gone Lord, I ain't had a prayer Since I don't know
) Aiight, Elite for real. One tape and Im up out of here One, yup, yea Lord please forgive me for my sinning, I aint saying that im finished but Im praying
m packin weight like Nina Simone piano flow It's like a Michelangelo painted a portrait of Maya Angelou And gave it to a sick poet for the antidote If
'm in Ple-eee-ase write my mother Lord, Lord, Lord Tell her the shape I'm in Tell her to pray for me Forgive me of all my sin On the next train south
I get down on my knees everyday and I pray These tears I'm a cryin' are tears of joy cause it wash my sins away I'm a livin' for the Lord and I want everybody
be counted with the children of the Lord Move up a little closer climb high up the mountain Move up a little closer to the kingdom of the Lord [ piano
a Lutheran And his grand daddy is Greek Well, Paul, he's Pentecostal And his pastor prays for the sick And Russ' daddy is a Rabbi But we go hunting, go fish For
is here for the sightly change People in physical war, only the Lord is keepin me sane Above with the grain, in the go-go with the love With the Lord
up for Mama She'll get hot for you When they pass that basket Folk contribute to You put in for Mama She'll put out for you The folks atop the ladder
to Thee close to Thee close to Thee All alone my pilgrim journey Saviour let me walk with Thee Not for easy wordly pleasure nor for fame my prayer shall
will be peace in the valley for me oh Lord I pray There'll be no sadness no sorrow no trouble I see There will be peace in the valley for me [ piano ]
down Prays, prays for a soldier boy In fire and angry noise Under the thumb of the Lord And waits, quilting and quietly Her minor piano keys Slip through
true He prayed Lord forgive them for they know not what they do Through the gates of glory down the streets of gold March the hero on the Lord into heaven
our love could never be may you never be alone like me [ fiddle ] In the Bible God's own words to say for every wrong someday you'll pay I pray the Lord
I crawled beneath the rug and retuned my piano They travel to the table, the host is served for supper And they pass each other down for salt and pepper
prayer to Lord each day to help me do the best that I can When I kneel and pray I hope to meet you there blessed Jesus hold my hand [ organ - piano ]
and drip blood on my ankle ??? we gone ride for this, my niggas die for this see I'm hurtin' my dogs got twenty-five for this seizure done, I run wit'
That was the warm (that was the warm up baby) Aiight, Elite for real one tape dawg and I'm up out of here One, yup, yea Lord please forgive me for my
