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If people dressed in colours |
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According to their deeds |
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Then many leading men |
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Would dress in black |
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And lots of unsung heroes |
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Who never made a name |
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Would be walking round |
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With gold upon their backs ------- |
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CHORUS: Heaven knows |
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You're a rose |
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And the love inside your heart |
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Just grows and grows |
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No one sees |
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I suppose |
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That it's something only me |
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And heaven knows ------- |
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If people were like flowers |
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Imagine what you'd see |
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Thorns in highest places |
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Where the roses ought to be |
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And down along the hedgerows |
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Among the grasses tall |
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You would find the sweetest |
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Roses of them all ------- |
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REPEAT CHO |
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RUS: If people were like music |
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Some hearts would never sing |
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Think of all the happiness |
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A song like yours could bring |
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You fill the life |
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I'm living |
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With love and harmony |
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And you're the sweetest song |
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I'll ever see ------- |
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REPEAT CHO |
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RUS TWICE: |
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That it's something only me |
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And heaven knows |
