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Knight |
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Some sing of their glory |
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Few tell the true story |
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Most men they don't need it |
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White man he kills for it. |
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They took to the seas |
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Searching for a land that they could call Paradise |
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Stealing the breeze that carried them towards the sun |
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With lust in their eyes and a gun in their hand |
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They said we've found Paradise |
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Think of the glory look at the prize we've won. |
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We know who they were |
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They were the ones who killed their brothers |
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To steal from others |
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We know who they were |
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They were the ones whose sons and daughters |
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Are doing it still. |
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And in their hearts what did they feel? |
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Did they think they had the right to steal |
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Another man's land who had no name? |
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O they didn't think he'd feel the pain. |
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So they sailed away from their own country |
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To another man's land far across the sea |
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And they stole that land from the people there |
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And they called that land Australia. |
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Why did he do it |
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White Man? |
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They sailed away one winter's day |
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To a sunlit land that was far away |
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And they stole that land from the people there |
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And they called that land America. |
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