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In life my friends you pass along |
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You need not grieve when things go wrong |
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Sit down in peace and sing a song |
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Till all comes right |
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You've heard it said go do your best |
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Though life's suns inks to the west |
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Tis better far to take a rest |
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Till all comes right |
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If you're troubled with some belief |
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Or feel the pangs of coming grief |
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The wind and waves bring relief |
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Till all comes right |
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Instead of climbing a craggy cliff |
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Or sailing in some dangerous skiff |
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Just lie and breathe with an easy whiff |
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Till all comes right |
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If things go rough and you're in a squeeze |
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Just hold your breath and take your ease |
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Do the very things you please |
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Till all comes right |
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Be not deceived by the toiler's thrift |
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Get what you can as nature's gift |
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Let all things take an easy drift |
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Till all comes right |
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Rewards all come in the present slice |
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So don't look fro future paradise |
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Take heaven now is my advice |
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And you wil be right |
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Throw to the wind belief in hell |
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Or be called a fool or infidel |
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Bury your creed in an oyster shell |
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Then you are right |
