| In life my friends you pass along
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| You need not grieve when things go wrong
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| Sit down in peace and sing a song
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| Till all comes right
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| You’ve heard it said go do your best
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| Though life’s suns inks to the west
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| Tis better far to take a rest
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| Till all comes right
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| If you’re troubled with some belief
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| Or feel the pangs of coming grief
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| The wind and waves bring relief
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| Till all comes right
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| Instead of climbing a craggy cliff
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| Or sailing in some dangerous skiff
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| Just lie and breathe with an easy whiff
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| Till all comes right
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| If things go rough and you’re in a squeeze
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| Just hold your breath and take your ease
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| Do the very things you please
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| Till all comes right
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| Be not deceived by the toiler’s thrift
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| Get what you can as nature’s gift
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| Let all things take an easy drift
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| Till all comes right
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| Rewards all come in the present slice
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| So don’t look fro future paradise
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| Take heaven now is my advice
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| And you wil be right
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| Throw to the wind belief in hell
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| Or be called a fool or infidel
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| Bury your creed in an oyster shell
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| Then you are right |