Oh Lord I feel fine today, I'm walking on cloud nine today. I'm over that line today, Happiness is finally mine today. I guess I'm just a lucky guy And I'm prepared to tell you why. It's strictly on account Of my sweet potato pie. I'm the fellow that she

{"Ohh, it's a shame, baby baby"} Please continue to guide, direct, and protect my niggaz From the world, and from themselves Lord can you please shine that light on your sons They sent you a million prayers, you ain't answered near one {"Ohh, it's a

Before I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep I hope it's not too late for me, whoa Difference changing in the distance Time consumes the image, oh Time consumes our image, whoa

My sins from my youth And father, please remove my transgressions Let them blow in the wind like sand 'Cause all of my deeds, you know them Use me as your vessel Shine like the burning candle in the room Lord, don't remember, oh, don't remember Lord,

Oh Lord, when will the road run out I'm on the road but I'm in doubt And I don't know why, still I second guess my pace If I stand to lose from winning To find the truth I'm willing To start back at the beginning of the good ol' days The good ol' days

For my broken heart Last night I prayed the Lord my soul to keep Then I cried myself to sleep So sure life wouldn't go on without you But oh this sun is blinding me As it wakes me from the dark I guess the world didn't stop There were no angry words at

Oh Lord, to be near you, to be free I am sailing 'Cross the sea Stormy waters To be near you, I am flying, Can you hear me, can you hear me

It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, no Some folks are born, made to wave the flag Ooh, they're red, white and blue And when the band plays, "Hail to the chief" Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord I ain't no senator's son, son Some

Oh, Lord have mercy on my wicked soul, Hey, black mama, what's the matter with you? Said it ain't satisfaction, don't care what I do, Hey, mama, what's the matter with you? Said it ain't satisfaction, baby, don't care what I do. You take a brown-skinned

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good I try so hard, don't let me be misunderstood Baby, you understand me now If sometimes you see that I'm mad Don't you know no one alive can always be an angel?