| When he was a man, my father would stand
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| I never saw him run
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| There wasn’t anyone could make the man bend
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| And the strength of his will was the tool of his trade
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| And he did his work well
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| Till the powers that be took a liking to him
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| And they traded his body for a cold empty shell
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| Don’t beat me down
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| Don’t beat me down
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| I’ve got something to say
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| Don’t you stand in my way
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| And don’t beat me down
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| When I was a youth, I found the truth
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| In the eyes of a friend
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| There wasn’t anyone could make the light dim
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| And we talked and we rambled and we gambled to win
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| And the learning was good
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| Till the powers that be to a liking to him
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| And they traded their fortunes for the sight of his blood
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| When I was a child my mother smiled
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| At the cradle she bought
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| For the little tot she held to her breast
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| And the song that she sang was an anthem to love
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| It was all that I heard
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| Till the powers that be took a liking to me
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| And they told me that love was a four-letter word
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| Don’t beat me down
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| Don’t beat me down
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| I’ve got one life to live
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| And that’s all I can give
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| So don’t beat me down
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| Now I’ve got a place, got a worried face
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| And the question in mind
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| Please let me find a reason somehow
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| Why some reap the harvest while other men die
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| And the joker runs wild
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| And if powers that be take a liking to us
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| Then we all must return to the ways of a child
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| We all must return to the ways of a child
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| So don’t beat me down
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| Don’t beat me down
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| I’ve got something to say
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| Don’t you stand in my way
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| And don’t beat me down
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| I’ve got one life to life
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| And that’s all I can give
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| So don’t beat me down
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| Don’t beat me down
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| Don’t beat me down |