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I'm a poor pilgrim of sorrow |
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Thrown into this wild world alone |
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No hope have I for tomorrow |
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I decided to make Heaven my home |
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Sometimes I'm thrown and driven |
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Sometimes I don't know where to run |
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I've heard of a city called Heaven |
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I've decided to try to make it my home |
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In a city called Heaven |
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I decided to make it mine |
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My mother's already in glory but |
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My father's still walking in sin |
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My brothers and sisters walk about me |
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The truth is sinking in |
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I've been good, I've been wicked, boy |
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Teach me to forget all that I know |
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I've heard of a city called Heaven |
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And that's where the hell I'm gonna go |
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In a city called Heaven |
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I decided to make it mine |