Hold the wind, don¡¯t you rob this train,
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¡®cause we¡¯re glory bound.
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Drive the rain, don¡¯t you hold these wheels,
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Here we¡¯re true, I can own.
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Tired of losing ground, tired of falling down,
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Tired of wondering why we breathe, yeah.
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I¡¯ve been talking to Jehova, yeah, and I believe.
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Night so long, don¡¯t you steal one life,
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¡®cause we¡¯re working so hard.
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Crashing waves, don¡¯t you break no bones,
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¡®cause we¡¯re holding on.
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Tired of losing ground, tired of falling down,
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Tired of wondering why we breathe,
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I¡¯ve been talking to Jehova, yeah, and I believe, alright.
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Fellow ground, won¡¯t you hold our feet,
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¡®cause we¡¯re marching home.
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Big old mountain, don¡¯t you hide our trail,
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Here, we¡¯re almost here.
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Tired of losing ground, tired of falling down,
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Tired of wondering why we breathe,
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I¡¯ve been talking to Jehova, yeah, and I, I believe.
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Talkin' to Jehova
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| Kelly Joe Phelps |
