| Lovin', really livin'
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| Without it, you ain’t livin', boy
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| You’re just gettin' up each day
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| And walkin' around
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| Your world is cryin' now, my friend,
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| But give it love and it will mend
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| And teach you all the music to the lovin' sound,
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| Oh, the lovin' sound
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| Lovin', really livin'
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| Without it, you ain’t livin', boy
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| You’re just gettin' up each day
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| And walkin' around
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| Your world is cryin' now, my friend,
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| But give it love and it will mend
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| And teach you all the music to the lovin' sound,
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| Oh, the lovin' sound
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| The search goes on for dollars,
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| And the work goes on for dimes
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| The young ones chase the rainbows
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| Old folks think of younger times
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| You’ll never catch a rainbow
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| But love may come to you
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| Hold it close—don't let it fade
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| You’re a loser, if you do
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| Lovin', really livin'
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| Without it, you ain’t livin', boy
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| You’re just gettin' up each day
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| And walkin' around
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| Your world is cryin' now, my friend,
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| But give it love and it will mend
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| And teach you all the music to the lovin' sound,
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| Oh, the lovin' sound |