| Oh as I sit under this weeping willow tree
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| Pain and sorrow is all that I feel
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| Deep inside of me its burning out of control
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| That same sensation You started in my soul
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| So, Peace and love in the ghetto
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| Peace and love in the ghetto, now
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| Peace and love in the ghetto
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| Peace and love in the ghetto now
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| Oh as I sit under this weeping willow tree
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| Pain and Sorrow is all around me
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| Woe as I wipe these tears from my eyes
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| Oh yeah, I realize that Our lives should be free
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| Oh as I sit under this weeping willow tree
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| Never been enchanting the vines of the concrete
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| Oh as I wipe these tears from my eyes, Oh father
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| I realize that our lives should be free
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| Like a bird in a tree
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| (Peace and love in the ghetto now)
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| Mm, Yeah
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| I’m holding one tired eye
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| (Peace and love in the ghetto now)
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| Steady, Its Free now
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| Oh love, love… love for everyone |