| I stood on faith and the corner of ambition
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| I came here to sink or swim
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| And to show them all that they were wrong
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| And though I never thought I’d make it this far
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| So the curtains are down
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| For the moment I’m someone
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| There were those in the wings who waited, who came this way
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| Now there gone
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| But there’s always someone at home who never forgets who you are
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| And when I’m down and I’m growing old
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| I won’t be along no railroad track
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| I won’t be bound to a life out in the cold
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| It’s been a steady pace to keep my steps between these cracks on Broadway
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| And my stride in rhythm to the beat of home, sweet home
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| When I’m down and I’m growing old
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| I won’t be along no railroad track
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| I won’t be bound to a life out in the cold
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| It’s been a steady pace to keep my steps between these cracks on Broadway
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| And my stride in rhythm to the beat of home, sweet home
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| Can’t go on, I’m on the top of my better years
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| I’m going home, it’s too lonesome on the bottom rung here
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| It’s been a steady pace to keep my steps between these cracks on Broadway
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| And my stride in rhythm to the beat of home, sweet home |