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Well, sunshine, fall on me Won't you tell me when the hour is late? Tell 'em old crows wanna fly away Tell the darkness that you ain't no slave Well, sunshine Won't you follow me through the night? Won't you guide me when we go by? Says trouble along the road ahead Some lawmen really want me dead Well, sunshine Ain't done nothing is what I told that, man Said I ain't done nothing with these two hands See there ain't no blood, ain't no blood on my hands Stains to come made the government mad Well, sunshine Well, sunshine, follow me Won't you guide me, oh, 'til I can see? Tell 'em old crows wanna fly away Tell the darkness that you ain't no slave
Writer(s): George Ryan Bingham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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