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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Performer
The Jordanaires
The Jordanaires
Vocals
The Imperials Quartet
The Imperials Quartet
Vocals
Millie Kirkham
Millie Kirkham
Vocals
June Page
June Page
Vocals
Dolores Edgin
Dolores Edgin
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Felton Jarvis
Felton Jarvis
Producer
Jim Malloy
Jim Malloy
Engineer

Lyrics

Well, you may run on for a long time
(Run on for a long time)
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down
(Go tell that long tongued liar)
Oh, well, well
(Go tell that midnight rider) oh well well
Oh, well, well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down
Stop God almighty let me tell you the news
My head's been wet with the midnight dews
Coming down on my bended knees
Talking to the man from Galilee
My God spoke and He spoke so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of angel's feet
He put one hand upon my head
Great God almighty let me tell you what he said
(Go tell that long tongued liar)
Oh, well, well
(Go tell that midnight rider)
Oh, well, well
Tell the gambler, the rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down
You may run on for a long time
(Run on for a long time)
Run on for a long time
(Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down)
You may throw your rock and hide your hand
Working in the dark against your fellow man
As sure as God made the day and the night
What you do in the dark will be brought to the light
You may run and hide, slip and slide
Trying to take the mote from your neighbour's eyes
As sure as God made the rich and poor
You gonna reap just what you sow
Run on for a long time
(Run on for a long time)
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down
(Go tell that long tongued liar)
Oh, well, well
(Go tell that midnight rider)
Oh, well, well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
(Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down)
Some people go to church just to sit in the fire
Trying to make a date with the neighbour's wife
Brother, let me tell you as sure as you're born
You better leave that woman alone
Because one of these days mark my word
You think that brother is going to work
And you'll sneak up and knock on that door
That's all, brother, you'll knock no more
Run on for a long time
(Run on for a long time)
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down
(Go tell that long tongued liar)
Oh, well, well
(Go tell that midnight rider)
Oh, well, well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down
Written by: Elvis Presley
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