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Take us to the prisoner |
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Let us gaze into his eyes |
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To see what kind of man |
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It takes a nation to despise |
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Take us to the prisoner |
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Let us look upon his face |
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To see why twenty thousand men |
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Would gladly take his place |
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Won't someone give a drink to him? |
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Remove the chains and let him live |
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Let him live |
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Take us to the prisoner |
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Let us listen to his voice |
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To see why worlds of wisdom's |
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In a cell without a choice |
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Take us to the prisoner |
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Torn and bent beneath the chains |
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We wonder if the world is really |
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Worthy of his name? |
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Won't someone give a drink to him? |
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Remove the chains and let him live |
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Let him live |
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We know where we're going |
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For we heard the new winds blowing |
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And we're got to know for ourselves |
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It won't help to listen to someone else |
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Take us to the prisoner |
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With his eyes so full of grace |
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The priests have lied |
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And kings have died |
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Filled with their own disgrace |
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Won't someone give a drink to him? |
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Remove the chains and let him live |
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Let him live |
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Let him live |
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Let him live |
