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Here I am uncount and wild |
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Here I am tolerant and mild |
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Look at me, you neglected child, |
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My hard-hearted |
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Land of Lakes. |
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You gave me birth but drained my soul, |
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You cut my wings and let me fall, |
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Where are you, can't you hear my call, |
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Oh my callous |
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Land of Lakes? |
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You breaved my heart, shut up in jail, |
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You took my home to put up for sale, |
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Where is your love, will it prevail |
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In my cruel |
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Land of Lakes? |
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You never showed you needed me, |
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You never loved and will never be, |
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You've killed your child can't you see, |
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My dear mother, my |
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Land of Lakes? |
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Hey-ho, burn to be your child, |
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Hey-ho, living through the aches, |
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Hey-ho, burn to be your child, |
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I hail you |
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Land of Lakes! |