Jesus Sings The Blues

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Telephone to the the southland
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Heartbeaten soul through my shoes
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Afternoon's drunk with the pirates
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And it's Jesus that sings the blues

A
It's Jesus that sings the blues
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With ether the hymms bleed through
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The devil gets all the glory
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But it's Jesus that sings the blues

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Big chief cries on the hillside
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New world killed his children, too
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Motives breeded murder
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And it's Jesus that sings the blues

A
It's Jesus that sings the blues
E
With ether the dreams break through
A
The devil gets all the glory
E
But it's Jesus that sings the blues

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Glory (my, my, yeah)
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Glory (my, my, yeah)
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Glory (my, my, yeah)
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Glory (my, my, yeah)

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Can a young man hide in his closet
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Can a young man hide the news
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Will a pistol ride in his temple
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It's Jesus that sings the blues

A
It's Jesus that sings the blues
E
With ether the hymm bleeds through
A
The devil gets all the glory
E
But it's Jesus that sings the blues

E
Truth
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Blood
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Fire
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Alcohol
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Sun
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Dancin'
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My makin'
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My makin'

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Telephone to the the southland
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Heartbeaten soul through my shoes
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Afternoon hangin' the sinner
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And it's Jesus that sings the blues

A
Well, it's Jesus that sings the blues
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With ether the hymms beat through
A
The devil gets all the glory, yeah
E
But it's Jesus that sings the blues

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I said Glory, my, my
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Truth, my, my
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Blood, my, my
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Fire, my, my, yeah
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Alcohol, my, my, yea-ah
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My, my, yeah
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My, my, yeah
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My, my
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