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(1978)

Hey, na na na na - Can you imagine how I feel?

All day, all night, workin' to earn my honest bread,
But all that I am given is sorrowness, bitterness and pain.
Have been treated like I'm a fool morning ,noon an' night,
But when the table turn, I'll be alright.

Violence won't win the fight,
So in faith I've got to hold on tight;
Hold on and never let go.

With my shoulder to the wheel,
Hurting pains, I've got got to squeal;
Can you imagine how I feel?

Watering sounds I heard from my Master,
- Hold on tight and never let go.
Wait until the day of harvest,
- Spider shall be at the devil's ches'.
They shall be like dogs to get vomit,
Then I and I shall be fit a fit.
In my hip there'll be a whippin' stick,
To chase the devil and his host, yeah yeah.

Hey, na na na na - Can you imagine how I feel?
Hey, na na na na - Can you imagine how I feel?

Watering sounds I heard from my Master,
- Hold on tight and never let go.
Wait until the day of harvest,
- Spider shall be at the devil's ches'.
They shall be like dogs to get vomit,
Then I and I shall be fit a fit.
In my hip there'll be a whippin' stick,
To chase the devil and his host, yeah yeah.

All day, all night, workin' to earn my honest bread,
But all that I am given is sorrowness, bitterness and pain.
Have been treated like I'm a fool morning ,noon an' night,
But when the table turn, I'll be alright.

Violence won't win the fight,
So in faith I've got to hold on tight;
Hold on and never let go.

With my shoulder to the wheel,
Hurting pains, I've got got to squeal;
Can you imagine how I feel?

Hey, na na na na - Can you imagine how I feel?
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