Just Dropped In To See What Condition My Condition Was In

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Woke up this mornin' with the sundown shinin' in,

found my mind in a brown paper bag again;

tripped on a cloud and fell eight miles high,

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tore my mind on a jagged sky

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

Lord, Lord, Lord, what condition my condition was in.

I pushed my soul in a deep dark hole and I followed it in,

had myself crawlin' out as I was crawlin' in;

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.

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

Lord, Lord, Lord, what condition my condition was in.

Somebody painted "April fool" in big black letters on a dead end sign,

I had my foot on the gas and when I left the road it blew out my mind.

Eight miles out of Memphis, Lord, I got no spare,

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eight miles straight up, downtown somewhere,

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

Lord, Lord, Lord, what condition my condition was in.

Lord, Lord, Lord, what condition my condition was in.