| They say the mountain is high
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| And you’ll never move it
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| Ah, but before I believe that
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| They’ll just have to prove it
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| I have a hammer in my hand
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| And faith in my heart
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| I’ve already waited too long
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| And I’m ready to start
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| Chippin' away, little by little, day by day
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| Chippin' away, and the walls will come tumbling down
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| Oh what a wonderful sound
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| There is a wall around the church
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| And a wall around the prison
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| I think the wall around your heart, baby
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| Is blocking out your vision
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| So put a hammer in your hand
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| And faith in your heart
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| You’ve already waited too long
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| Aren’t you ready to start
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| Chippin' away, little by little, day by day
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| Chippin' away, and the walls will come tumbling down
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| Oh what a wonderful sound |