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letra de the drunkard's prayer - the wages of sin

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i woke up in the street and all the birds were singin’
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i wish that i could fly, so i could be there with ’em
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i’ve roamed around the world and i’ve seen many wonders
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i’ve eaten like a king while children died of hunger
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angels up in heaven won’t you hear the drunkard’s prayer?
i may sleep tonight without a worry or a care
i’m only boozin’ on this hateful world full of sorrow
so i pray that i don’t need a drink tomorrow!

i’ve drank in many bars with profligates and meisers
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and i keep gettin’ older but never any wiser
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i’ve had many friends and all of them wеre strangers
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and i’ve slеpt in the mud like jesus in the manger
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angels up in heaven won’t you hear the drunkard’s prayer?
i may sleep tonight without a worry or a care
i’m only boozin’ on this hateful world full of sorrow
so i pray that i don’t need a drink tomorrow!

now god he made the water, hops, and barley
the ruby grapes that grow upon the vine
if there is sin in drinkin’, joy, and laughter
then why does he turn water into wine?

i had an awful dream i was naked in the garden
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the air was warm and gold, and all my sins were pardoned
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then i woke up in the street and all the birds were singin’
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so i found the nearest bar, while the churchbell’s all were ringin’
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angels up in heaven won’t you hear the drunkard’s prayer?
i may sleep tonight without a worry or a care
i’m only boozin’ on this hateful world full of sorrow
so i pray that i don’t need a drink tomorrow!

- the wages of sin

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