Fleetwood Mac
Lay It All Down

Let me retell
A story of old
About a man named Moses
Who lived long ago
He prophicied good
He prophicied bad
And now that prophecy's
Coming to pass
Let all your sons, and your daughters
Of the golden calf
Lay down your burden of sorrow
Lay down your burden of hurt
Lay it all down, for paradise here on earth
A whole lot of people, including myself
Thought the story of Moses was just a tall tale
But all of the things that we see going on
Are just what Moses set down
Let all your sons, and your daughters
Of the golden yeah
Lay down your burden of sorrow
Lay down your burden of hurt
Lay it all down, for paradise here on earth
Let me retell
A story I know
About a man named Moses
Who lived long ago
He prophicied good
He prophicied bad
And now that prophecy's
Coming to pass
Let all your sons, and your daughters
Of the golden yeah
Lay down your burden of sorrow
Lay down your burden of hurt
Lay down your burden of sorrow
Lay down your burden of hurt
Lay down your burden of sorrow
Lay down your burden of hurt
I just can't imagine a reason for sorrow
Just can't imagine the hurt
You've got to lay it down
You've got to lay it down
You've got to lay it down
You've got to lay it down
I said lay down your burden of sorrow
Lay down your burden of hurt
Lay down your burden of sorrow
There's just no reason to hurt
You've got to lay down your burden of sorrow
Lay down your burden of hurt
I said
Lay it all down, for paradise here on earth


Mirror lyrics:

Lay it all down, for paradise here on earth
I said
Lay down your burden of hurt
You've got to lay down your burden of sorrow
There's just no reason to hurt
Lay down your burden of sorrow
Lay down your burden of hurt
I said lay down your burden of sorrow
You've got to lay it down
You've got to lay it down
You've got to lay it down
You've got to lay it down
Just can't imagine the hurt
I just can't imagine a reason for sorrow
Lay down your burden of hurt
Lay down your burden of sorrow
Lay down your burden of hurt
Lay down your burden of sorrow
Lay down your burden of hurt
Lay down your burden of sorrow
Of the golden yeah
Let all your sons, and your daughters
Coming to pass
And now that prophecy's
He prophicied bad
He prophicied good
Who lived long ago
About a man named Moses
A story I know
Let me retell
Lay it all down, for paradise here on earth
Lay down your burden of hurt
Lay down your burden of sorrow
Of the golden yeah
Let all your sons, and your daughters
Are just what Moses set down
But all of the things that we see going on
Thought the story of Moses was just a tall tale
A whole lot of people, including myself
Lay it all down, for paradise here on earth
Lay down your burden of hurt
Lay down your burden of sorrow
Of the golden calf
Let all your sons, and your daughters
Coming to pass
And now that prophecy's
He prophicied bad
He prophicied good
Who lived long ago
About a man named Moses
A story of old
Let me retell


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