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Every Man Thinks God Is On His Side

James Marsters


Every mornin' under the big yellow sun
A boy named Pedro, he's the lucky one
Can't read or write, never been to school
Pedro picks coffee in Brazil, he no fool

You remember Billy Jack
How 'bout brother Sam
Jumped from a window last night
Somewhere in Amsterdam

Fool done broke his neck
Broke his lover's heart
She cried and shook her head
Now they're worlds apart

Every man thinks god is on his side
Ain't that true, ain't that true
Every man thinks god is on his side
Ain't that you, ain't that you

Lately I've been feelin' strange
Yeah maybe a little afraid
Maybe 'cause we live and die
In a world we never made

Sometimes it's so damn hard
To believe in what is true
And if you'll be there for me
I will be there for you

Every man thinks god is on his side
Ain't that true, ain't that true
Every man thinks god is on his side
Ain't that you, ain't that you

Every man thinks god is on his side
Ain't that true, ain't that true
Every man thinks god is on his side
Ain't that you, ain't that you

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