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[Intro] A [Verse 1]
AI was born in the Southland, grew up a rollin' stone AWorkin' all day and night for weeks, was a-livin' it all alone DI got no friends to call my own, no woman to love me ENow I just seem to be slippin' away, think I'm gonna jump in the sea
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Ah, I'm gonnaA keep prayin', everGything's gonna be alrAight G AKeep prayin', everGything's gonna be alAright G
[Instrumental] A G A G A G C C E E A [Verse 2]
AAbout a month or so ago I was workin' in Tennessee ATried to make time with another man's woman And heA turned around and tried to shoot me (yeah, he did) ID guess I'll be on the next train home or maybe I'll catch a plane ForE my life seems to be slippin' away, think I'm gonna go insane
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Ah, I'm gonnaA keep prayin', everGything's gonna be alrAight G AKeep prayin', everGything's gonna be alAright, yes I do, yes IG do, yes I do
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AKeep prayin', everGything's gonna be alrAight G AKeep prayin', everGything's gonna be alrAight, aGh
[Outro] A G A G A G C C D D E E E E A A