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Well, the old man called me to his dying bed |
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There's only one thing in this world |
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I like to see, he said |
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I tried so many times but |
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I've never done it |
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Often made the climb but never reached the summit |
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So I could look down on this pissant little town |
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I took one step |
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And another step |
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But I could not reach that mountaintop |
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I couldn't reach the mountaintop |
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So I picked him up and put him on my back |
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And strapped him in just like a hiking pack |
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I took off up the hill at a steady pace |
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I said: don't die on me now, we're gonna win this race |
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So we can look down on this pissant little town |
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I'll take one step |
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And another step |
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Til I reach that mountaintop |
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I'm gonna reach the mountaintop |
