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I will not go down under the ground |
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\"cause somebody tells me that death's comin' 'round |
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an' i will not carry myself down to die |
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when i go to my grave my head will be high, |
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let me die in my footsteps |
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before i go down under the ground. |
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There's been rumors of war and wars that have been |
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the meaning of the life has been lost in the wind |
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and some people thinkin' that the end is close by |
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\"stead of learnin' to live they are learning to die. |
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let me die in my footsteps |
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before i go down under the ground. |
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I don't know if i'm smart but i think i can see |
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when someone is pullin' the wool over me |
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and if this war comes and death's all around |
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let me die on this land 'fore i die underground. |
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let me die in my footsteps |
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before i go down under the ground. |
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There's always been people that have to cause fear |
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they've been talking of the war now for many long years |
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i have read all their statements and i've not said a word |
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but now lawd god, let my poor voice be heard. |
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let me die in my footsteps |
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before i go down under the ground. |
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If i had rubies and riches and crowns |
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i'd buy the whole world and change things around |
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i'd throw all the guns and the tanks in the sea |
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for they are mistakes of a past history. |
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let me die in my footsteps |
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before i go down under the ground. |
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Let me drink from the waters where the mountain streams flood |
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let me smell of wildflowers flow free through my blood |
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let me sleep in your meadows with the green grassy leaves |
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let me walk down the highway with my brother in peace. |
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let me die in my footsteps |
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before i go down under the ground. |
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Go out in your country where the land meets the sun |
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see the craters and the canyons where the waterfalls run |
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nevada, new mexico, arizona, idaho |
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let every state in this union seep in your souls. |
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and you'll die in your footsteps |
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before you go down under the ground. |