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  • Sell me, I'm a skeptical boy
    And if you need help I'm not easy to find
    We met the man in the deep, deep south
    With the gritty smile and the dirty old church mouth
    Papers, read and weigh down the stands
    It's cold out here and waiting weighs on this man
    Still not full, I need a pass and a page
    March stepped some steps and it spoke some words
    Thinking about that dirty old church mouth
    I'll feel better when that sleep comes and finds me
    (My salt was skin of maps made whole
    Gotta get out, gotta sell this soul)
    I'll feel better when that sleep comes and finds me
    (Stroll about through these forks and roads
    Find me in the pines, in the sleet and cold)
    Shine on, in this brilliant paced pulse
    All I need in this life is this love
    We met the man in the deep, deep south
    With with the shifty teeth smile
    That poured about the church's mouth
    I'll feel better when that sleep comes and finds me
    (My salt was skin of maps made whole
    Gotta get out, gotta sell this soul)
    I'll feel better when that sleep comes and finds me
    (Stroll about through these forks and roads
    Find me in the pines, in the sleet and cold)
    Fill me up with money-gold, ain't nobody ever needs me
    Take me to the steeple, let the preachers hands a'bathe me
    I'm going down, down to the river, ain't nobody needs me
    (Fill me up with money-gold, ain't nobody ever needs me)
    Out in the water let those man's hands a'bathe me
    (Take me to the steeple, let the preachers hands a'bathe me)
    Down, down, down, down, down
    (Fill me up with money-gold, ain't nobody ever needs me
    Take me to the steeple, let the preachers hands a'bathe me)
    We met the man in the deep, deep south
    With the gritty smile and the dirty old church mouth
    I'll be better when that sleep comes and finds me
    I'll be better when that sleep comes and finds me
    I'll be better when that sleep comes and finds me
    (Fill me up with money-gold, ain't nobody ever needs me)
    I'll be better when that sleep comes and finds me
    (Fill me up with money-gold, ain't nobody ever needs me)
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  • [00:12.85]Sell me, I'm a skeptical boy
    [00:18.61]And if you need help I'm not easy to find
    [00:25.08]We met the man in the deep, deep south
    [00:28.15]With the gritty smile and the dirty old church mouth
    [00:34.69]Papers, read and weigh down the stands
    [00:40.67]It's cold out here and waiting weighs on this man
    [00:46.86]Still not full, I need a pass and a page
    [00:53.37]March stepped some steps and it spoke some words
    [00:56.75]Thinking about that dirty old church mouth
    [01:10.72]I'll feel better when that sleep comes and finds me
    [01:15.73](My salt was skin of maps made whole
    [01:18.76]Gotta get out, gotta sell this soul)
    [01:22.67]I'll feel better when that sleep comes and finds me
    [01:28.76](Stroll about through these forks and roads
    [01:31.34]Find me in the pines, in the sleet and cold)
    [01:35.16]Shine on, in this brilliant paced pulse
    [01:40.85]All I need in this life is this love
    [01:47.14]We met the man in the deep, deep south
    [01:50.35]With with the shifty teeth smile
    [01:52.27]That poured about the church's mouth
    [02:04.03]I'll feel better when that sleep comes and finds me
    [02:09.99](My salt was skin of maps made whole
    [02:12.71]Gotta get out, gotta sell this soul)
    [02:17.04]I'll feel better when that sleep comes and finds me
    [02:22.51](Stroll about through these forks and roads
    [02:25.52]Find me in the pines, in the sleet and cold)
    [02:40.22]Fill me up with money-gold, ain't nobody ever needs me
    [02:46.52]Take me to the steeple, let the preachers hands a'bathe me
    [02:51.94]I'm going down, down to the river, ain't nobody needs me
    [03:09.68](Fill me up with money-gold, ain't nobody ever needs me)
    [03:12.06]Out in the water let those man's hands a'bathe me
    [03:13.16](Take me to the steeple, let the preachers hands a'bathe me)
    [03:15.20]Down, down, down, down, down
    [03:20.60](Fill me up with money-gold, ain't nobody ever needs me
    [03:22.26]Take me to the steeple, let the preachers hands a'bathe me)
    [03:26.46]We met the man in the deep, deep south
    [03:29.60]With the gritty smile and the dirty old church mouth
    [03:43.02]I'll be better when that sleep comes and finds me
    [03:49.26]I'll be better when that sleep comes and finds me
    [03:55.59]I'll be better when that sleep comes and finds me
    [04:01.00](Fill me up with money-gold, ain't nobody ever needs me)
    [04:01.97]I'll be better when that sleep comes and finds me
    [04:05.86](Fill me up with money-gold, ain't nobody ever needs me)
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