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(troy seals, eddie setser) |
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Well you say you're from the city |
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Chicago is your home |
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Hey i'm a country girl |
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Over oklahoma way |
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Oh there are miles and miles between us |
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But that don't mean a thing |
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When those guitars start to play |
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Oh sweet sounds of freedom |
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Ringing through the air |
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Sending out a message to us all |
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We don't have a curtain |
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Made of iron or stone |
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We are not divided by a wall |
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Chorus: |
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So come on tell me |
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Hey, hey, hey |
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From l.a. to broadway |
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Hey, hey, hey |
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Let the music lift you up |
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Hey, hey, hey, |
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Whoa everybody's singin' |
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Hey, hey, hey, |
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Let the music lift you up |
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When you're feelin' low |
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Hit that radio |
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Let the music lift you |
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Let the music lift you |
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Up, way up, way up |
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There are books that tell us |
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What makes this whole world turn |
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And how heaven holds the star wars |
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But there's no explanation |
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Lord it's still a mystery |
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How a song can touch your heart |
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Repeat chorus |
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Let the music lift you |
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Let the music lift you |
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Up, way up, way up |
