| Where did you go my traveling son? |
| Where do you lay your bones when the day is
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| done?
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| Its been so long since I held you in my arms. |
| I’m searching the midnight sky to
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| find your falling star.
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| AND OVER THE WEARY LAND THEY ALL KNOW YOU BY NAME
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| SO MAKE ME PROUD BOY AND SET THEIR SOULS AFLAME
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| I put you above all the dread and all the fear with a mother’s love I’ll ease
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| all the pain of ten thousand long years.
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| Since you’ve been gone I hear what people say but they’re thinking of you boy
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| when they tremble when they sin and when they pray…
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| Make me proud boy, then come on home… |