Written by Robbie Robertson
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I pulled into Nazareth, was feeling about half past dead
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I Just need some place here I can lay my head
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"Hey Mister can you tell me where a man might find a bed"
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He just grinned and shook my hand and "no" was all he said
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Take a load off Fanny, take a load for free
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Take a load off Fanny
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And (and) you put the load right on me
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I picked up my bags, went lookin' for a place to hide
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When I saw ole Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side
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I said "Hey, Carmen, come on let's go downtown"
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She said "I gotta go, but my friend can stick around"
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Take a load off Fanny, take a load for free
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Take a load off Fanny
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And (and) you put the load right on me
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Go down Moses, there's nothin' that you can say
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It's just ol' Luke and Luke's waitin' on the Judgment Day
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"Well Luke my friend, what about young Anna Lee"
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He said "Do me a favor son, woncha stay and keep Anna Lee company"
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Take a load off Fanny, take a load for free
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Take a load off Fanny
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And (and) you put the load right on me
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Catch a cannon ball now to take me on down the line
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My bag is sinkin' low and I do believe it's time
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Get back to Miss Fanny, you know she's the only one
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Who sent me here with her regards for everyone
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Take a load off Fanny, take a load for free
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Take a load off Fanny
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And (and) you put the load right on me
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The Weight
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Stuart Marty |