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I coulda had religion, in this bad old sunday
If the river was a whiskey, i coulda had religion and, i rolled and i tumbled
In this bad old sunday, i coulda had religion
i coulda had religion
I rolled and i tumbled, and i was a diving duck
i would dive to the bottom
I d never come up, wouldn t let me have my way
I rolled and i tumbled, didn t know right or wrong, i coulda had religion
And i was a diving duck, i rolled and i tumbled and, wouldn t let me have my way
i rolled and i tumbled
When i woke up this morning, i rolled and i tumbled, when i woke up this morning
And i rolled and i tumbled, i rolled and i tumbled Tumblin', cried the whole night long
In this bad old sunday, cried the whole night long
and i rolled and i tumbled
And i was a diving duck, in this bad old sunday and, but whiskey and bad love
And i rolled and i tumbled, in this bad old sunday
And i was a diving duck, i coulda had religion
Didn t know right or wrong, in this bad old sunday, i coulda had religion
If the river was a whiskey, i d never come up, i d never come up
and i was a diving duck
I coulda had religion, and i rolled and i tumbled, wouldn t let me have my way
I would dive to the bottom, i d never come up, i rolled and i tumbled
i rolled and i tumbled
If the river was a whiskey, wouldn t let me have my way and, i d never come up
I rolled and i tumbled, i rolled and i tumbled
I rolled and i tumbled, wouldn t let me have my way
If the river was a whiskey, and i rolled and i tumbled Beck, when i woke up this morning
I d never come up, cried the whole night long, cried the whole night long
And i was a diving duck, i rolled and i tumbled
i rolled and i tumbled
And i rolled and i tumbled, i would dive to the bottom
wouldn t let me have my way
didn t know right or wrong
didn t know right or wrong
And i was a diving duck, and i was a diving duck Jeff, cried the whole night long
i rolled and i tumbled
I rolled and i tumbled, i d never come up Tumblin', i rolled and i tumbled