| Well, I recall days in the city
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| And I think back, «Oh what a pity»
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| Rememberin' how it wasn’t pretty
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| Every day life in the city
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| Out in the street we had to take it With friends around, couldn’t it What wasn’t there, we had to make it Hangin' out down in the city
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| The hard times are dead and gone
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| But the hard times have made me strong
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| And the hard times have made me see
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| That the hard times ain’t where I wanna be We had to fight to be accepted
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| It wasn’t right and I protested
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| For hangin' out we got arrested
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| Every day life in the city
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| We’d go to school and then we’d cut out
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| Go to the park and space our heads out
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| We called it fun but there was some doubt
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| Hangin' out down in the city
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| The hard times are dead and gone
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| But the hard times have made me strong
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| And the hard times have made me see
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| That the hard times ain’t where I wanna be I don’t wanna be there or even think back
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| I don’t wanna be there, now I’m on the right track, yeah
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| The hard times are dead and gone
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| But the hard times have made me strong
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| And the hard times have made me see
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| That the hard times ain’t where I wanna be I don’t wanna be there or even think back
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| I don’t wanna be there, 'cause I’m on the right track
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| Now I’m on the right track
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| I’m finally on the right track
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| I’m finally on the right track |