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There is a way to make |
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sweet feeling last |
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There is a way to be |
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sheltered when the wind is free |
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There is a way my father |
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taught me how to sing |
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And I sing my song every day now |
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And it won't take much |
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of your time |
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Really won't take much |
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of your time |
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No, it won't take much |
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of your precious time |
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Just to get the spirit deep |
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in your bones |
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You really got it, talking |
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about the spirit |
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You got it, deep in your bones, |
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you really got it |
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There is a way to make the |
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mountains cry |
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Suh a way to be comforted, |
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sweet mystery |
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There is a way my father taught |
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me how to live my life |
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And I do that every day |
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There is a way to make |
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sweet feeling last |
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There is a way to be |
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comforted, sweet mystery |
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There is a way my father |
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taught me how to do it |
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Do it to it, when I |
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wanna do it to it. |
