| Hang up your coat, take the weight off your shoulders
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| You still don’t know just what you are
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| Take off your hat, lay your head next to mine babe
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| Come rest with me and forget the world awhile
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| There’s a lot of people in America, in America (Ah-ah)
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| Three hundred million in America, it’s a miracle (Ah-ah)
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| (Ah-ah) That my road crossed yours
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| And that your road crossed mine
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| 'Cause there’s a lot of people in America
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| Sometimes it’s cruel when the Devil fools you
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| Just keep your cool when the day wears you down
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| Come rest with me and forget the world awhile
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| 'Cause there’s a lot of people in America, in America (Ah-ah)
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| Over three hundred million in America, it’s a miracle (Ah-ah)
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| (Ah-ah) That my road crossed yours
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| And that your road crossed mine
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| 'Cause there’s a lot of people in America
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| And I thought no one could see me
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| And I was walking for a thousand miles
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| Out of every state and city
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| You were the one I was waiting to find
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| There’s a lot of people in America, in America (Ah-ah)
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| Over three hundred million in America, it’s a miracle (Ah-ah) |
| (Ah-ah) That my hand felt yours
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| And that your heart felt mine
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| 'Cause there’s a lot of people in America (Ah-ah)
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| Yeah, there’s a lot of people in America (Ah-ah)
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| Yeah, there’s a lot of people, it’s a miracle |