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Baby come on, come on down
And love please don't make a sound Let nature strike a chord 'Cos nature is the Lord that I depend When you learn to cut it loose All the things that've been drowning you Let 'em slide from your hands The foolish demands from the people round you I know you can buy it in bottles and I know you may find it with prayer I know it all so very well Until I get there then I'll be looking for the sense You can meet me where I am And here I stand, and here I stay I know you can buy it in bottles and I know you may find it with pills I know it all so very well Stuck in this life where nothing changes I'm born of man, I'm born of ages I know you can buy it in bottles and I know you may find it with prayer I know it all so very well I know you can buy it in bottles and I know you may find it with pills I know it all so very well Until I get there then Until I get there then Until I get there then Until I get there then |
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