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Wilson Pickett

Only I Can Sing This Song

 

Only I Can Sing This Song


I could always run to you whenever I was feeling blue
You would always see to stop my crying
You were sunshine in my garden
You would keep my rose from dying

Until one day, a stranger came, rest his hat
Sit at my seat at the breakfast table, lord, have mercy
That was when you told me I had to go
The things he could give you, lord, I wasn't able
But lookie here

Then you said "I wanna thank you
But I know you can understand, can't you?"
'Cause I have sit and watched a future pass me by
But I never will forget what my own mother told me
She said "Son, even though I doubt, start all over"
Yes she did, y'all
"But if you grow weak along the way
You can always come back home
And rest on mama's shoulder"
Dress your hair, baby

She said "Son, there was your lesson
But don't forget a-ever
Say you count your many blessing", yeah
Yes you can, oh
The race you are you didn't win
The reason was the color of your skin, oh lord
Woah-oh, oh I, woah
Somebody out there oughta know what I mean

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