| Some folks trust to reason others trust to might,
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| I don’t trust to nothin', but I know it comes out right.
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| Say it once again now, Whoa, I hope you’ll understand
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| When it’s done and over, Lord, a man is just a man.
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| Playin', playin' in the band. |
| Daybreak, daybreak on the land.
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| Some folks look for answers others look for fights,
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| Some folks up in treetops just a looking for their kites.
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| Whoa, I can tell your future just look what’s in your hand,
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| But I can’t stop for nothin' I’m just playing in the band.
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| Playin', playin' in the band. |
| Daybreak, daybreak on the land.
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| Standin' on a tower world at my command
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| You just keep a turnin' while I’m playing in the band.
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| And if a man among you got no sin upon his hand
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| Let him cast a stone at me for playing in the band.
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| Playin', playin' in the band. |
| Daybreak, daybreak on the land. |