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Well, they tell me of a pie up in the sky |
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Waitin' for me when I die |
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Between the day you're born and when you die |
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They never seem to hear it in your cry |
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So as sure as the sun will shine |
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I'm gonna get my share now what's mine |
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And then the harder they come, the harder they'll fall |
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One and all |
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Ooh, the harder they come, harder they'll fall |
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One and all |
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Well, the oppressors are tryin' to keep me down |
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Trying to drive me underground |
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They think that they have got the battle won |
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Say forgive them for they know not what they've done |
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For as sure as the sun will shine |
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I'm gonna get my share now what's mine |
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And then the harder they come, harder they'll fall |
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One and all |
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Yeah, the harder they come, harder they'll fall |
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One and all |
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And I'll keep on fighting for the things I want |
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Though I know that when you're dead you can't |
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But I'd rather be a free man in my grave |
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Than living as a puppet or a slave |
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So as sure as the sun will shine |
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I'm gonna get my share now what's mine |
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And then the harder they come, harder they'll fall |
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One and all |
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And then the harder they come, harder they'll fall |
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One and all |
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Ooh, the harder they come, harder they'll fall |
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One and all |
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Yeah |
