| All the trials, Lord, an' tribulations
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| From a boy to a man
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| Doin' what you can
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| True love comes in many colors
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| You may not know it at the time
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| Why don’t you go on an put it on the line
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| 'Cause when I feel like I got no love in me
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| Well I might as well just pack it in
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| 'Cause I couldn’t stand the pain
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| Cross my arms Lord in travacation
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| Often go hand in hand
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| Why don’t you just take it like a man
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| You see true love comes in many colors
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| You may not know it at the time
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| So why don’t you go on an put it all on the line
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| 'Cause when I feel like I got no love in me
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| Well I might as well just pack it in
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| 'Cause I couldn’t stand the pain
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| Well the trials, Lord, an' tribulations
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| Tryin' to go from a boy to a man
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| Well just do it the best you can
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| 'Cause you see true love comes in many colors
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| You may not know it at the time
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| So why don’t you go on an put it on the line
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| 'Cause when I feel like I got no love in me
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| Well I might as well just pack it in
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| 'Cause I couldn’t stand the pain
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| And when I feel like I got no love in me
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| Well I might as well just pack it in
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| 'Cause I couldn’t stand the pain
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| And when I feel like I got no love in me
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| Well I might as well just pack it in
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| 'Cause I couldn’t stand the hurt
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| Feel like I got no love in me
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| Well I might as well just pack it in |