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Unto the Final Hour

Woke up this morning What can I say? It's not starting out My very best day Already stubbed my toe And just hit my head And I haven't even gotten All the way outta bed! But Yah, When it's cold and dark And I'm all out of power I'm gonna praise you Unto the final hour Now, I've made it to the shower To find it's ice cold These young fit bones Seeming kind of old And I'm not feeling so hot First flu of the year And the boss says, "Really need you here!" But oh Yah, When I can hardly crawl And I'm all out of power I'm gonna praise you To the final hour It's raining outside Got soaking wet hair As long as you're with me, That is all I care So my socks are damp Shoes squish when I walk Boy I'm a real mess today Some people gonna talk But, When I'm cold and wet And in my darkest hour Yah, I'll be praising you Unto the final last hour

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