| By the way the land is layin'
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| Think I’d be safe in sayin'
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| That over the next hill, we’ll be home
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| It’s a straight and narrow highway
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| No detour and no byways
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| And over the next hill, we’ll be home
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| From the prophets I’ve been hearin'
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| I would say the end is nearin'
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| For I see familiar landmarks all along
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| By the dreams that I’ve been dreamin'
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| There’ll come a great redeemin'
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| And over the next hill, we’ll be home
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| By the turn the tide is takin'
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| I would say there’s no mistakin'
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| That over the next hill, we’ll be home
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| There’s a place that we are nearin'
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| That so many have been fearin'
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| And over the next hill, we’ll be home
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| When we get there, we’re all hopin'
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| That we’ll find the gate is open
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| And there’ll be a refuge from the comin' storm
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| For the way’s been long and weary
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| But at last the end is nearin'
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| And over the next hill, we’ll be home
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| Over the next hill, we’ll be home
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| Over the next hill, we’ll be home |