| Oh say, can you see
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| By the dawn’s early light
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| What so proudly we hail
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| At the twilight’s last gleaming
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| See our stripes and our scars, a perilous fight
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| Our young men behind bars gun down in the night
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| Is this red, white and blue or black, brown and white?
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| Ask yourself is it wrong or is it right?
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| Our children are suffering
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| And we’re blaming religion
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| Why can’t we all try a little tenderness
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| Hear our grievances
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| See our despair
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| Got to make it easier
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| So much easier to bear
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| Lift every voice and sing
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| 'Til Earth and Heaven ring
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| With the harmonies of, of liberty
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| Then there will be us peacefully
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| In the land of the free, of the free
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| And the home of the brave
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| Why can’t we all just try a little tenderness, tenderness
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| When you see your brother sufferin', sufferin'
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| You can, don’t grieve us, just believe it
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| Got to, got to, no no no
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| Got to try a little tenderness, tenderness
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| This is our anthem yes, anthem yes
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| You got to, don’t grieve us, just believe it
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| Why can’t we all just try a little tenderness, tenderness
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| When you see your brother sufferin'
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| Don’t grieve us, just believe that
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| Got to, got to, no no no
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| Got to try a little tenderness |