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Good evening, ladies and gentlemen Here we are at the Domicile, in Munich Right now, Domicile proudly presents The gentleman from San Francisco, California Let's have a nice hand for Jon Hendricks I ain't gonna let nobody mess with my soul no more No more I ain't gonna be the kind who does what he's told no more No more No man owns me, I belong to God I'm just passing through on this Earth This lost soul, no more No more Do you hear me? I ain't gonna let nobody mistreat me no more No more I ain't gonna be the kind that won't make a scene, no more No more I don't care about rebuke and scorn I've been stroking right along Since I've been born, so no more No more Do you hear me? Never, no more Oh never, never, no, never, no more No, no more No, no, no, no, no, no No, I'm telling you No more I'm telling you, no more, yeah I ain't gonna let nobody mess with my mind no more No more I ain't gonna be the kind who's dipped on the grime, no more No more Makes no difference what the cause may be No more struggling, this time been through Been freed so, no more No more No more No more No more No more No more No more No more No, I ain't gonna let nobody mess with my soul no more Come on, haha Larry Vuckovich
Writer(s): Hubert Laws Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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