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You don't weep, you don't cry |
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Just hold your head up high and you walk on, walk on |
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Don't scream, don't wail |
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Keep moving down the trail and you walk on, walk on |
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Yeah, that's right |
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Still ready for the fight and you walk on, walk on |
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Say what they like |
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You're working every night, walk on, walk on |
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You can't depend on smellin like a rose |
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You make your move, you take it how it goes |
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And when the end as anybody knows is near |
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You hope that you win |
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Just the same you really like the game |
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So you walk on, walk on |
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Money, they say can buy an easy way |
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But you walk on, walk on |
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They love you best |
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They pin upon your chest a prize |
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In their eyes, you rise above the rest |
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It's nice to know you made hate honour roll |
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Who knows and who cares what comes next |
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Just like they do it in the circus midway |
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They got it figured, so you can't win no way |
