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De foxes have holes in de groun' An' de birds have nests in de air, An' ev'rything have a hiding place,' But we poor sinners have none.
Chorus:
Now ain't dat hard trials—triberlations? Now ain't dat hard trials—triberlations? Ise bound to leave this world.
Methodist, Methodist is my name, Methodist till I diej I'll be baptized in de Methodist faith And live on the Methodist side.
Baptist, Baptist is my name, Baptist till I die; I'll be baptized in de Baptist faith And live on the Baptist side.
You may go this-a-way, you may go that-a-way, You may go from do' to do', [601] |
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