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Judgement day

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The poor man's soul is a diamond made of coal He's trying every day to survive
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He makes his way, through the night and through the day Sayin: "don't it feel so good to be alive?"
                        D                                                              C                                            G  
Ah but I don't want to end up like him
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For he's down on his knees every hour to pray
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Sayin: "Lord, I been so good, just like I knew I should         So won't you free me on my judgement day?"
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G                                                            Em            D              G  
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She speaks good French sitting pretty on the bench But I know she's only after his Gold?
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She looks so fine, it's naturally a crime
                             Em                                                                                    D                                 G  
But she complains that she's getting too old
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So she tells her mama, that she's falling in love      With a rich man who can take her far away .
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But the Wheel of Time, make her change her mind The hour on her judgement day
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Now that girl of mine, she ain't the gentle kind All she do is fuss, cuss and moan
G                                                                                                                                                                                         Em              D                                              G  
Well I tried so hard, but it ain't in the cards So I'll be leaving her alone
D                                                                                                              C                                                            G                              Em                                                                                                                                 D  
And if I'm right mama, you'll have to sing to me But if I'm wrong then I won't be in your way
G                                                              D                                              C                                              G                                                    Em                                                 D                                         G  
          And if I find myself at the mercy of the law Won't you free me on my judgement day?
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Won't you free me on my judgement day?