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I feel like my time ain't long.

Went to the graveyard the other day,
I feel like…
I look'd at the place where my mother lay,
I feel like…

Sometimes I'm up, sometimes I'm down,
And sometimes I'm almost on the ground.

Better min', my brother, how walk on the cross,
Your foot might slip and your soul get lost.
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