.Old folks told me youâre not coming home.
Old folks told me gotta move along.
Like a ripe ol' fruit on a borrowed vine
I hang around, oh, lord, I hang around.
Eve stole the apple from the tree good lord
I know she could be me, I know she could be me
Big brother told me I .
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