from the songs album Hollies [1974]
(clarke / sylvester)
Didn't believe in the bible
Didn't believe the good book
Lord, lord please help me, help me take a look
These chains that i'm wearing really ain't my style
Lord, lord please help me, help me think awhile
I know that i did something wrong
I got into bad ways
Well the judge, yes he put me down, for five thousand days
Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, i don't know what to do
Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, i don't know what to do
The cell i am in is only six feet wide
And six feet to the roof
There's a window that's strung with only three bars
Singing me the truth
Fifty and seventy don't seem right
Seventy ain't my age
When i leave this place with a new face
It's to turn another a new page
Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, i don't know what to do
Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, i don't know what to do
Didn't believe in the bible
Didn't believe the good book
Well now lord, lord please help me, help me take a look
These chains that i'm wearing well they really ain't my style
Well now lord, lord please help me, help me think awhile
Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, i don't know what to do
Falling, falling, falling over you
Calling, calling, i don't know what to do
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