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[al:] |
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Help me sing |
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All you weary strangers raise your voice |
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In this chain gang chorus in our younger days |
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My brothers, we were naive sailors |
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Storms we'd all endure |
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Oh the road, oh you who sing her praises of dust and bones |
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The places that she takes us, the choice is ours |
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We wanted much more than our fathers |
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While our mothers said their prayers |
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Now we're moving on up, to the east side |
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We finally got a piece of the pie, of the pie |
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Baby doll |
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All you women of the travelers, your empty arms |
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Your patient hearts in waiting, bless your hearts |
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And your never ending patience |
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I could not go on without you |
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We're all the same |
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All blue and bright white collars, we're all the same |
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Our troubles and our sorrows but underneath |
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It's blood and bone and mixture |
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Though we dance to different songs |
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And your mama's alright, your daddy's alright |
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They just seem a little bit weird |
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Oh, surrender |
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Every man, every woman with a burden raise your hands |
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Raise'em up to the firmament, see those hands |
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Meet your brothers and your sisters, use your hands |
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We are our father's sons |
