(J. Fogerty)
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Met myself a comin' county welfare line.
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I was feelin' strung out, Hung out on the line.
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Saw myself a goin', down to war in June.
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All I want, All I want is to write myself a tune.
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Wrote a song for ev'ryone,
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Wrote a song for truth.
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Wrote a song for ev'ryone
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And I couldn't even talk to you.
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Got myself arrested, Wound me up in jail.
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Richmond 'bout to blow up, communication failed.
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If you see the answer, now's the time to say.
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All I want, All I want is to get you down to pray.
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Chorus
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Saw the people standin' thousand years in chains.
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Somebody said it's diff'rent now, look, it's just the same.
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Pharoahs spin the message, round and round the truth.
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They could have saved a million people, How can I tell you?
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Chorus
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Wrote A Song For Everyone
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| Creedence Clearwater Revival |
