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Hey now, young mothers |
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How shall we raise our sons? |
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To live their lives in peace |
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And not take out the guns |
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Hey now, young mothers |
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What shall we teach them of? |
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To look for beauty in the world |
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And use the power of love |
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I believe, I believe |
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That love will see us through |
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I believe, ooh, I still believe |
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That love will see us through |
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Hey now, young mothers |
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Tell them what they must know |
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That truth should be in light |
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Wherever they may go |
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Hey now, young mothers |
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Pray that they live in grace |
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And share the joy of living |
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If for the human race |
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I believe, I believe |
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That love will see us through |
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I believe, ooh, I still believe |
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That love will see us through |
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Hey now, young mothers |
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Cherish all your sons |
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Now who shall put the voice to rest |
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If they are not the ones |
