| He was a man who had a fight
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| He was a man who knew what’s good and right
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| And now he goes into the light
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| On his last journey and we say goodbye, goodbye
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| No one had enemies and friends
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| As many as he had, his time he spent
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| For all those enemies and friends
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| Who have to realize to god he went, he went
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| So let us march for you old friend, old friend
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| Let us march for you old friend
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| So let us march for you old friend, old friend
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| Let us march for you old friend
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| Oh and this man engraved on me
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| Like he engraved on everybody else
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| Oh and I wish you could have seen
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| How moving this man was before he left, he left
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| So let us march for you old friend, old friend
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| Let us march for you old friend
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| So let us march for you old friend, old friend
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| Let us march for you old friend |