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This is your land |
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It's the way it was planned |
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Sky to the sea, something to see |
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Old ancient town, to the old people ground |
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I wanna know, something to go |
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This is your land, laid out in your hand |
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This is your land |
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Wherever i go, way down here i know |
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This is your land |
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Oh churches and steeples, big city people |
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I wanna know something to hold |
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Walk down the track, to the old railroad track |
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I wanna leave something to see |
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This is your land, laid out in your hand |
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This is your land |
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Wherever i go, way down here i know |
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This is your land |
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Money can't buy me |
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Money can't buy me |
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I've got time |
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Time is on my side |
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You don't know what you've got till the whole thing's gone |
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The days are dark and the road is long |
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And when you walk away, the hope is gone |
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Tell me what is right, and what is wrong |
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Is this the way it was planned |
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This is your land, take it in your hand |
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This is your land |
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Wherever i go, way down here i know |
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This is your land, take it in your hand |
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This is your land |
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Wherever i go, way down here i know |
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This is your land |
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Words and music : simple minds reproduced without permission |
