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I'm real real gone |
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I got hit by a bow and arrow |
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You got me down to the very marrow |
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And I'm real real gone |
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I can't stand up by myself |
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Don't you know, baby, I need your help |
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And I'm real real gone |
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Some people say |
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You can make it on your own |
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Oh you can make it if you try |
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I know better now |
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You can't stand up alone |
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Oh baby that is why |
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I'm real real gone |
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I can't stand up by myself |
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Don't you know I need your help |
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You're a friend of mine |
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And I'm real real gone |
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And Sam Cooke is on the radio |
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And the night is filled with space |
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And your fingertips touch my face |
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You're a friend of mine |
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And I'm real real gone |
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I'm real gone |
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Oh lord I got hit by a bow and arrow |
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Got me down to the very marrow |
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You're a friend of mine |
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And I'm real real gone |
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And I'm real real gone |
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I'm real gone |
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Wilson Pickett said: |
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- 'In the midnight hour, that's |
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When my love comes tumbling down' |
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Solomon Burke said: |
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- 'If you need me, why don't you call me' |
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James Brown said: |
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- 'When you're tired of what you got, try me' |
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Gene Chandler said: |
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- 'There's a rainbow in my soul' |
