| In my lifetime I’ve been in towns
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| where there was no freedom or future around.
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| I’ve been in places where you could not eat
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| or take a drink of water where ever you pleased.
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| And now that I meet you in the middle of a mountain
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| Well, I’m reaching out from within.
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| And all I can think of are chapters and scenes of
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| all of the places we’ve been.
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| I’m not such an old man so don’t get me wrong.
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| I’m the latest survivor of the constantly strong.
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| I’ve been to Mississippi and down city streets,
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| I’ve seen days of plenty and nights with nothing to eat.
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| But I’m not too happy 'bout the middle of a mountain so
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| soon I’ll be climbing again.
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| 'Cause all I can think of are chapters and scenes of
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| all of the places we’ve been.
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| I was raised up in a small town in the country down south
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| so I’ve been close enough to know what oppression’s about.
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| Placed on this mountain with a rare chance to see
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| dreams once envisioned by folks much braver than me.
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| And since their lives got me to the middle of a mountain
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| Well, I can’t stop and give up on them.
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| 'Cause their lights that shine on inspire me to climb on
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| from all of the places we’ve been.
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| From all of the places we’ve been,
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| From all of the places we’ve been alot of places, yeah
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| From all of the places we’ve been,
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| Been down, been down, been down, alot of roads and places
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| All of the places… |