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You may run home for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
You may run homefor a long time,
But lemme tell you God Almighty's gonna cut you down.
Go tell that long-tongued liar,
Go tell that midnight rider,
Tell the gambler, rambler, backbiter,
Tell 'im God Almighty's gonna cut him down.
Great God Almighty! Let me tell you the news,
My head's been wet with the midnight dews.
Now I've been down on my bended knees,
Talkin' to the Man from Galilee.
My God spoke, He spoke so sweet,
I thought I heard the shuffle of angels' feet.
He put one hand on my head,
Great God Almighty! Let me tell you what He said:
"You may run on for a long time,
But let me tell you God Almighty's gonna cut you down."
You may throw a rock, hide your hand,
Workin' in the dark against your fellow man,
But sure as God has made the day and the night,
What you do in the darkwill be brought to light.
You may run and hide, slide and slide,
Try to take the mote from your neighbor's eyes,
But sure as God made the Virgin and the Pope,
What you reap, my brother, is what you sow.
You may run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
You may run home for for a long time,
But let me tell you God Almighty's gonna cut you down.
Go tell that long-tongued liar,
Go tell that midnight rider,
Tell the gambler, rambler, backbiter,
Tell them God Almighty's gonna cut him down.
Some people go to church just to signify,
Try to make a date with his neighbor's wife,
But, neighbor, let me tell you, just as sure as you're born,
You better leave that woman, well, yuh leave her alone.
Now one of these days, you just mark my words,
You'll think the brother is a-gone to work,
Now you'll wake up, a knock on the door,
That's all, brother, you'll knock no more.
Go tell that long-tongued liar,
Go tell that midnight rider,
Tell the gambler, rambler, backbiter,
Tell 'im God Almighty's gonna cut him down.

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