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Times like these, I sit and wonder |
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Lord it really can't be right |
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That a love like theirs, so pure and so divine |
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Suffers one more lonely night |
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For her faith could move a mountain, |
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And make a blind man see. |
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She won't linger in the valley of despair, |
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As she fights to set him free. |
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So may his spirit never die, |
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Or his heart be broke in two, |
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For the faithful far and wide |
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See the daylight breaking through. |
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So man don't cry. |
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Such a clear case of injustice, |
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Matched with virtue unsurpassed. |
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How I long to hear the news that we all wait for, |
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Johnny's coming home at last. |
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So may his spirit never die,(don't let them take you), |
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Or his heart be broke in two,(don't let them break you) |
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For the faithful far and wide,(we'll never forsake you) |
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See the daylight breaking through, |
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So man don't cry. |
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I hope he knows he's still in our prayers, |
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I only hope he knows that they are people here who care. |
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So may his spirit never die,(don't let them take you) |
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Or his heart be torn in two,(don't let them break you), |
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For the faithful far and wide,(we'll never forsake you), |
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See the daylight breaking through |
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So man don't cry. |
