| A small boy walked down a city street
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| hope was in his eyes
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| As he searched the faces of the people he’d meet
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| for one he could recognize
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| Brother, where are you?
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| They told me that you came this way
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| Brother, where are you?
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| They told me that you came this way
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| Now the eyes of the people who passed him by
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| were cold and as hard as stone
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| And the poor boy whimpered and began to cry
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| because he was all alone
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| Brother, where are you?
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| They told me that you came this way
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| Brother, where are you?
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| They told me that you came this way
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| (looking for a soul brother all around him)
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| (looking for a soul brother all around him)
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| Now there are many
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| who would swear it’s true
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| that brothers are we all
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| But it seems there are very few
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| who will answer a brother’s call
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| Brother, where are you?
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| They told me that you came this way
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| Brother, where are you?
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| They told me that you came this way
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| Now there are many
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| Who would swear it’s true
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| That brothers are we all
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| But it seems there are very few
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| Who will answer a brother’s call
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| Brother, where are you?
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| They told me that you came this way
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| Brother, where are you?
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| They told me that you came this way
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| (looking for a soul brother all around him)
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| (looking for a soul brother all around him)
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| They said you came this way
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| They told me that you came this way
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| I have been looking for you, brother,
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| every night, every day
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| They said you came this way
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| You know, I’m looking for my soul brother
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| every night, every day
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| Oh, every night, every day… |