| If you want more happy
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| than your heart will hold,
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| If you want to stand taller,
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| if the truth were told,
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| take whatever you have
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| and give it away.
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| If you want less lonely
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| and lot more fun
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| and deep satisfaction
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| when the day is done,
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| throw your heart wide open
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| and give it away
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| Now, he was working
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| in his garden
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| when i happened by.
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| He weved me over
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| with that look in his eye
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| and started breaking off
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| some ears of corn.
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| He said, «Here, boy, today
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| this corn is just right.
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| «Boil it up
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| for yor supper tonight
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| «'cause I’ve learned it’s true
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| what my pappy used to say.
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| Nothing’s quite as good
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| until you give it away.»
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| Chorus:
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| If you want more happy
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| than your heart will hold,
|
| If you want to stand taller,
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| if the truth were told,
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| take whatever you have
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| and give it away.
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| There’s been a lot of water
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| gone over the dam
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| since that day in the garden
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| with my Uncle Sam.
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| so I hope You’ll hear
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| these words I have to say.
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| There are two kind of folks,
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| There’s takers and givers.
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| There’s gripers and complainers
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| and bighearted livers.
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| It depends on how we choose
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| to spend our days.
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| We can hoard up
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| all we´ve got
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| or give it all away
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| If you want more happy
|
| than your heart will hold,
|
| If you want to stand taller,
|
| if the truth were told,
|
| take whatever you have
|
| and give it away.
|
| If you want less lonely
|
| and lot more fun
|
| and deep satisfaction
|
| when the day is done,
|
| throw your heart widw open
|
| and give it away
|
| If you want more happy
|
| than your heart will hold,
|
| If you want to stand taller,
|
| if the truth were told,
|
| take whatever you have
|
| and give it away.
|
| If you want less lonely
|
| and lot more fun
|
| and deep satisfaction
|
| when the day is done,
|
| throw your heart widw open
|
| and give it away |