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Text: Three Dog Night. Hard Labor. Sure As I'm Sittin' Here.


Git up, ya git down
Ya git lost and then ya get found
Sure as I'm sittin' here
Sure as I'm sittin' here

Ya git a laugh, ya git a cry
Get 'em all before you die
Sure as I'm sittin' here
Sure as I'm sittin' here

Come on, sit down, git down
A-come on, sit down, git down
Sure as I'm sittin' here
Sure as I'm sittin' here

You git the truth, ya git a lie
'nough to make a grown man cry
Sure as I'm sittin' here
Sure as I'm sittin' here

You git the light, you git the dark
Fall in love, it breaks your heart
Sure as I'm sittin' here
Sure as I'm sittin' here

Come on, sit down, git down
A-come on, sit down, git down
Sure as I'm sittin' here
Sure as I'm sittin' here

All the ladies hypnotize you
And all your friends, well they just patronize you
Don't God look forgot? He's just sittin' here
And I think He's got a plan but it's not too clear

Mm-mm-mmm mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mmm mm
Sure as I'm sittin' here
Sure as I'm sittin' here

Mm-mm mm-mm-mmm mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mmm mm
Sure as I'm sittin' here
Sure as I'm sittin' here

Come on, sit down, git down
A-come on, sit down, git down
Sure as I'm sittin' here
Sure as I'm sittin' here

Come on, sit down, git down
A-come on, sit down, git down
Sure as I'm sittin' here
Sure as I'm sittin' here

Come on...
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