| If you ever hear that thunder, put your eye to the sky, boy, and wonder
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| Maybe there’s a kingdom above the weather
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| Oh, and whether you’re gonna get on in is up to you
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| If you ever hear that crying in the distance like some siren
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| Maybe there’s a singer with no ring around their little finger, no love
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| And If I lose my voice
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| If I have no choice but to go quiet
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| Won’t you sing for me a melody into the night there
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| Well, if I die too young, if the wolf he comes
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| Fee-fi-fo-fum
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| If I die too young, oh, if the locust come
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| Well then, run, run, run
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| Free
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| If you ever hear that gunshot, you may think 'bout what you do but you don’t got
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| Say a prayer, think of mother, I am a rock
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| If you ever hear that sound now
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| If the door gets kicked in here, they come now
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| Think of others, be their cover
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| I am what they’re not
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| Pray for Paris
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| They cannot scare us
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| Or stop the music
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| You got a sweet voice, child
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| Why don’t you use it?
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| If I die too young, if the gunmen come, I’m full of love
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| So release me, every piece of me, up above
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| (Up above)
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| Love my mama and my papa
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| Love my sister, can’t stand the coppers up in their choppers
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| Oh, flying overhead, forty-nine dead
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| Singing, oh, my Lord, come carry me home
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| Oh, my Lord, come carry me home
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| I’m singing oh, my God, oh, my Lord
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| Oh, my God, oh, my Lord
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| Oh, my God, oh, my Lord
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| Oh, my Lord
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| And if I die too young for something I ain’t done
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| Carry my name every day
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| Oh, I’m sorry
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| Oh, I’m sorry
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| Freddie Gray
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| But sleep easy like baby Jesus in a manger
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| Oh, sleep easy like little Jesus, beautiful stranger
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| Oh, beautiful stranger
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| If I die too young, let all that I’ve done be remembered
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| And I’ll sleep easy like baby Jesus in his manger
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| And I’ll sleep easy like little Jesus, safe from danger
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| Carry onward like some songbird, beautiful stranger
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| Carry onward like some songbird, beautiful stranger
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| Oh, beautiful stranger |