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Well they tell me of a pie in the sky |
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Waiting for me when I die |
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But between the day you're born and when you die |
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They never seem to hear even your cry |
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So as sure as the sun will shine |
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I'm gonna get my share of what's mine and then |
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The bigger they come |
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The harder they fall one and all |
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Ooh, the bigger they come |
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The harder they fall one and all |
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Well the oppressors are trying to keep me down |
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Trying to drive me underground |
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And they think that they have got the battle won |
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I say, "Forgive 'em Lord they no not what they've done" |
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'Cause as sure as the sun will shine |
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I'm gonna get my share of what's mine and then |
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And then the bigger they come |
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The harder they fall one and all |
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Ooh, the bigger they come |
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The harder they fall one and all |
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And I keep on fighting for the things I want |
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Though I know that when you're dead you're can't |
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But I'd rather be a free man in my grave |
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Than living as a puppet or a slave |
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So as sure as the sun will shine |
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I'm gonna get my share now what's mine and then |
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And then the bigger they come |
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The harder they fall one and all |
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Ooh, the bigger they come |
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The harder they fall one and all |
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Hey, the bigger they come |
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The harder they fall one and all |
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Ooh, the bigger they come |
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The harder they fall one and all |
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The bigger they come |
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The harder they fall one and all |
