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So we waved our hands as we marched along |
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and the people smiled as we sang our song |
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and the world was saved as they listened to the band. |
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and the Banner-Man held the banner high |
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he was ten feet tall and he touched the sky |
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and I wish that I could be a Banner-Man. |
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And the drums went Boom as the cornets play |
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and the tuba "umba |
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d" all the way |
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and the kids and the dogs were laughing as they ran. |
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And the Banner-Man held the banner high |
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with an Allelujah in his eye |
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and I wish that I could be a Banner-Man. |
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Glory |
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Glory |
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Glory |
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listen to the band. |
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Sing the same old story |
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ain't it something grang |
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to be good as you can |
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like a Banner-Man ! |
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So we reached the square on the top of the hill |
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and the music stopped and we stood quite still |
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and a few were saved and the people said |
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Amen |
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. |
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Then we all got up and we formed a queue |
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and the drums went BANG as the trumpets blew |
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and we marched back down into the town again. |
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Glory |
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Glory |
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Glory |
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listen to the band. |
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Sing the same old story |
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ain't it something grang |
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to be good as you can |
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like a Banner-Man ! |
