(J.C. Fogerty)
Met myself a comin` county welfare line.
I was feelin` strung out, Hung out on the line.
Saw myself a goin`, down to war in June.
All I want, All I want is to write myself a tune.
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Wrote A Song For Ev`ryone,
Wrote a song for truth.
Wrote A Song For Ev`ryone
And I couldn`t even talk to you.
Got myself arrested, Wound me up in jail.
Richmond `bout to blow up, Communication failed.
If you see the answer, now`s the time to say.
All I want, All I want is to get you down to pray.
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Saw the people standin` thousand years in chains.
Somebody said it`s diff`rent now, look, it`s just the same.
Pharoahs spin the message, round and round the truth.
They could have saved a million people, How can I tell you?
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