| Sheep may safely graze
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| All the wolves have been rounded up and put to bed
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| Sheep may safely graze
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| There are only days of happiness up ahead
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| Sheep may safely graze, my boy
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| All the crocodiles have been hunted from your dreams
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| Sheep may savely graze
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| Wooly lambs are gamboling by the streams
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| Sheep may safely graze
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| All the lost children will be found in time
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| Sheep may safely graze, my boy
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| Close your eyes, your daddy is by your side
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| And if by chance you wake at night
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| The hollow sorrow that lingers
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| And you grab at the tails of your dreams
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| But they scuttle through your fingers
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| All you can hear outside
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| Is the roar of a city being raised
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| It’s just the powers that be
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| Making it safe to graze
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| Sheep may safely graze
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| The bluebirds have chased the vultures from the sky
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| Sheep may safely graze
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| The day is merely gone now and closed its eyes
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| Sheep may safely graze, my boy
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| All the fishes are leaping into the nets
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| Sheep may safely graze
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| This, my darling, is as good as it gets
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| Sheep may safely graze
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| All the lost children will be found in time
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| Sheep may safely graze, my boy
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| Close your eyes, your daddy is by your side
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| If you shouldn’t wake tomorrow
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| The fences are all torn down
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| The woods are full of howling beasts
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| And there ain’t nobody around
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| And everything seems foreign
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| To your little ways
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| That’s just the gods above
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| Making it save to graze
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| The fox has its hole
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| The bird has its nest
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| But the son of man has no place
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| To lay his head and rest |