| I know you think I don’t belong here
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| With my blue jeans and my long hair
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| But when I was just a little boy
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| I would play here with my trains
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| When I was just a little boy
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| This whole synagogue knew my name
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| When the soldiers they took me away they said
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| We need the young and strong
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| When the soldiers took me away
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| My father was singing this song, he sang:
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| «V'af Al Pi She’choto Yisroel Hu»
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| So sing me the song just one more time
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| Maybe I’ll understand
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| Sing me the song just one more time
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| I want to know who I am
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| How can I know where I’m going
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| If I don’t know where I’m coming from
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| How can I know why I’m living
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| If I don’t know what he was dying for.
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| I know you think my life was not fair
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| As you wipe away another tear
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| But since I was just a little boy
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| I searched this whole world for this place
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| Since I was just a little boy
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| I never forgot his holy face
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| When the soldiers took me away they said
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| Everything was wrong
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| When the soldiers took me away
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| I never stopped singing this song, I sang: |