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Come and sing a simple song of freedom |
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Sing it like you've never sung before |
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Let it fill the air |
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Tell the people everywhere |
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We, the people here, don't want a war |
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Hey there, Mister Black Man can you hear me? |
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I don't want your diamonds or your game |
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I do want to be someone known to you as me |
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and I will bet my life you want the same |
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Come and sing a simple song of freedom |
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Sing it like you've never sung before |
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Let it fill the air |
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Tell the people everywhere |
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We, the people here, don't want a war |
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Seven hundred million are enlisted |
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Most of what you read, most of what you read, is made of lies |
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But speaking one to one, ain't it everybody's son |
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To wake to in the morning when we rise? |
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Come and sing a simple song of freedom |
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Sing it like you've never sung, never sung, before |
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Let it fill the air |
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Tell the people everywhere |
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We, the people here, don't want a war |
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No doubt some folks enjoy doin' battle |
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Like presidents, prime ministers and kings |
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So let's all build them shelves so they can fight among themselves |
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and leave us be those who want to sing |
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Come and sing a simple song of freedom |
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Sing it like you've never, ever, sung before |
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Let it fill the air |
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Tell the people everywhere |
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We, the people here, don't want a war |
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Come and sing a simple song of freedom |
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Sing it like you've never, ever, sung before |
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Speaking one to one |
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Ain't it everybody's son |
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To wake to in the morning when we rise |
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Speaking one to one |
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Ain't it everybody's son |
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To wake to in the morning when we rise |
