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Way down yonder in the middle of
the field,
See me working at the chariot wheel.
Not so partic'lar 'bout working at the wheel,
But I just want to see how the char'iot feels.
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Now let me fly,
Now let me fly,
Now let me fly way up high,
Way in the middle of the air.
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I got a mother in the Promise
Land,
Ain't gonna stop till I shake her hand.
Not so partic'lar 'bout shakin' her hand,
But I just wanta get up in de Promise Land.
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Now let me fly,
Now let me fly,
Now let me fly way up high,
Way in the middle of the air.
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Meet that hypocrite on the street
First thing he does is show his teeth.
Next thing he does is to tell a lie
And the best thing to do is to pass him by.
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Now let me fly,
Now let me fly,
Now let me fly way up high,
Way in the middle of the air.
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