She's sitting in her room next door
She doesn't really care about me at all
She finally came to recall my name
She says pretty soon
Man gets his solids out of water
Man gets his rocks out of the moon
Whatever man he gets it just don't matter
Because pretty soon
Hail
We hail on Jesus
On Muddy Waters
We hail on things that we know girl
You don't need mama to hold your hand
You don't need your dad to whip your face
You don't need to dirt your hands
Upon my grave girl
Because pretty soon
Hail
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