99 and 1/2

Lyrics
Well, I'm runnin' I'm tryin' to make a hundred Ninety-nine and a half, it won't do I'm runnin', runnin' for freedom, y'all 'Cause ninety-nine and a half just won't do Now, if your God won't help you You better try mine My God is a freedom God He'll make a way for you In a weary land He'll give you rest When you're tired Protect you on a danger zone He'll guide you down a rugged road And bring you out on the bright side (Lord, I'm running) I'm runnin' (Trying to make a hundred) Tryin' to make a hundred (Ninety-nine) Ninety-nine (and a half) And a half, it just won't do It's a rough and uphill journey Lord, I'm tryin to make a hundred (Trying to make a hundred) Ninety-nine and a half, it won't do, no, no Down in Mississippi (It just won't do) Brothers in jail (Woo, it just won't do) Uneducated children (Ooh, it just won't do) It's the 21st century (Ooh, it just won't do) It feels like it's 1960 (Ooh, it just won't do) Broken levees (Ooh, it just won't do) Lyin' politicians (Ooh, it just won't do) Runnin' through hatred (Woo, it just won't do) Homeless babies (Ooh, it just won't do) Freedom now Freedom now Freedom now Freedom now Freedom! (Lord, I'm runnin') I'm runnin', I'm runnin' (Lord, I'm runnin') I'm tryin' to make a hundred (Tryin' to make a hundred) 'Cause ninety-nine (ninety-nine) and a half (and a half) just won't do Aha, my God's a freedom God My God is a peaceful God He's a livin' God And He's a merciful God He has a kingdom, you know And a city called Heaven Twelve gates to that city Twenty-four elders in the city Forty-eight angels in the city The streets are paved with gold Have you heard of a city? And don't you wanna go? The address is 100, I gotta make a hundred You see, I got ninety-nine and a half But it just ain't quite enough I wanna go to that city City called Heaven No more cryin', no more hatred Always howdy, howdy, howdy And never goodbye Oh, that city Come on, don't you wanna go? I tell ya, the address is one hundred, one hundred, one hundred See, ninety-nine (ninety-nine) and a half (and a half), it just won't do No, no, no, no, no Ninety-nine (ninety-nine) and a half (and a half), it just won't do I'm here to tell ya that ninety-nine (ninety-nine) and a half (and a half) Ninety-nine (ninety-nine) and a half (and a half) Ninety-nine (ninety-nine) and a half (and a half), it just won't do I can't use it
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Credits
- Writers
- Ry Cooder
- Mavis Staples
- Traditional