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Well-a burnin’ bush told me
just the other day,
That I should come
over here and stay.
Gotta get my people
outta Pharaoh’s hand,
And lead them all
into the promised land,
I said .....
Pharaoh, Pharaoh, ooh baby,
Let my people go
uh, yea, yea, yea, yea!
Pharaoh, Pharaoh, ooh baby,
Let my people go
uh, yea, yea, yea, yea!
Well-a me n’ God’s people
comin’ to the Red Sea,
And Pharaoh’s army
comin’ after me.
I raised my rod
and stuck it in the sand.
All of God’s people
walked across dry land.
I said.....
Pharaoh, Pharaoh, ooh baby,
Let my people go
uh, yea, yea, yea, yea!
Pharaoh, Pharaoh, ooh baby,
Let my people go
uh, yea, yea, yea, yea!
Well-a Pharaoh’s army
is comin’ too,
So what do you think
that I did do?
I raised my rod
and I cleared my throat.
And all of Pharaoh’s army
did the dead man’s float.
I said....
Pharaoh, Pharaoh, ooh baby,
Let my people go
uh, yea, yea, yea, yea!
Pharaoh, Pharaoh, ooh baby,
Let my people go
uh, yea, yea, yea, yea!
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