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In the slipstream of luck and democracy |
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A victim of chance and geography |
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I reap and I sow the face of the earth |
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While big guns play games with the land of my birth |
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I walk these hills and I sail the seas |
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I've weathered the storms of history |
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Created to live, created to share |
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With the fish of the sea, the birds of the air |
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Tear down these walls |
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All men were born the same |
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You came here with nothing |
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But naked and a name |
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A name |
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Tear down these walls |
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They keep raising for you |
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I'm not too hot on Dukes or Earls or Graces |
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But I love respect and exalted places |
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Give me the people with sod on the knee |
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The higher the monkey climbs the more he reveals |
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Tear down these walls |
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All men were born the same |
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You came here with nothing |
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But naked and a name |
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A name |
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Tear down these walls |
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They keep raising for you |
