I said, how did I get here? What song did I sing, yeah? And just what have I done To deserve such a thing? You say: I've heard all that before So won't you give it up babe And stop using me boy, hey, hey I've heard all that before So bring me an apple I'm cryin' I been persecuted Like a lying man The spirit provides me It'll sho' enuff make my todays, yeah The spirit it gives But it also can take away, yeah, yeah You say: I've heard all that before So won't you give it up baby, baby, baby Just stop using me boy, ha, ha I've heard all that before (Take, take me on the other side) So come bite the apple I'm run down, yeah Like Sodom to Gomorrah, all dead now All dead now All dead now So please stop to laugh And pity me My soul means well But I'm sorry My skin it is withered And I'm nervous, yes I am My future was in my hands Till I washed it all away I washed it all away Washed it all away Said: Get along, little sister I heard you're doin' well I heard you're doin' well I said, get along, a-little sister I heard ya doin' well, yeah, yeah Said: Get along, little sister I heard you're doin' well I heard you're doin' well Get along, little sister I heard you're doin' well I heard you're doin' well I said show me to ya Send me to ya Sing me song Sing me a real real song, yeah Sing me real song Sing me real song Come on, yeah Come on, come Sing that song