Michael Kiwanuka

The Weight

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Mumford and Sons (ft Michael Kiwanuka and Mystery Jets)

I pulled into Nazareth, was feelin' about half past dead
I just need to find place where I can lay my head
"Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?"
He just grinned and shook my hand; "No" was all he said

Take a load off, Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off, Fanny
And put the load right on me

I picked up my bag, I went lookin' for a place to hide
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side
I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on, let's go downtown"
She said, "I got to go but my friend can stick around"

Take a load off, Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off, Fanny
And you put the load right on me

Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say
It's just ol' Luke and Luke's waitin' on the Judgment Day
"Well, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?"
He said, "Do me a favour, son, won't you stay and keep Anna Lee company?"

Take a load off, Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off, Fanny
And you put the load right on me

Take a load off, Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off, Fanny
And you put the load right on me

Catch a cannon ball now to take me down the line
My bag is sinkin' low and I do believe it's time
To get back to Miss Fanny, you know she's the only one
Who sent me here with her regards for everyone

Take a load off, Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off, Fanny
And you put the load right on me

Take a load off, Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off, Fanny
And you put the load right on me

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