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Oh I have been wondering where I have been pondering
Where I've been lately is no concern of yours Who's been touching my skin Who have I been letting Shy and tired eyed am I today I'm wounded by dust All I have been wondering where I have been pondering Where I've been lately is no concern of yours Who's been touching my skin Who have I been letting Tried and tired eyed am I today Sometimes I sit, sometimes I stare Sometimes they look and sometimes I don't care Rarely I weep, sometimes I must I'm wounded by dust When the bell toll, when the bell gon' chime You better call for your woman up high And when the bell tolls for your last day, You'll be getting down on your knees to pray I'm a good woman and I never did say whatever it was that you did that day I'm not a woman that is going to place claim but you said that it was coming on judgement day Now Sophia I'm wounded by dust When the bell toll, when the bell gon' chime You better call for your woman up high And when the bell tolls for your last day, You'll be getting down on your knees to pray I'm a good woman and I never did say whatever it was that you did that day I'm not a woman that is going to place claim but you said that it was coming on judgement day Now Sophia I'm wounded by dust Now Sophia |
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