Just Dropped In To See What Condition My Condition Was In

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[Verse 1]

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Woke up this mornin' with the sundown shinin' in,
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found my mind in a brown paper bag again;
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  tripped on a cloud and fell eight miles high,
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tore my mind on a jagged sky
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and, Lord, I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in.
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Lord, Lord, Lord, what condition my condition was in.

[Verse 2]

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I pushed my soul in a deep dark hole and I followed it in,
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had myself crawlin' out   as I was crawlin' in;
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woke up so tight, Lord, I couldn't unwind
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I saw so much that it blew my mind.
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So, I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in.

[Interlude]

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Lord, I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in.
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Lord, Lord, Lord, what condition my condition was in.

[Verse 3]

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Somebody painted "April fool" in big black letters on a dead end sign,
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I had my foot on the gas and when I left the road it blew out my mind.
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Eight miles out of Memphis, Lord, I got no spare,
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eight miles straight up, downtown somewhere,
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I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in.
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Lord, Lord, Lord, what condition my condition was in.
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Lord, Lord, Lord, what condition my condition was in.