| On the corner of Fifth and Broadway
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| I was walking to the grocery store on Third
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| I saw a man up on a box
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| He seemed a little unorthodox
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| He was preaching up a storm
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| As I walked on by he said
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| Don’t worry about your life
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| Cause if you hold it too close
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| You’ll lose it
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| Don’t worry about your life
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| So won’t you let go
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| Before it’s gone
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| A little further on I saw a beggar on the street
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| He asked for change and then gives me his life story
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| Says he was a millionaire, made some bad decisions there
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| Now a dollar fifty could feed him for a week
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| And he said
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| Don’t worry about your life
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| Cause if you hold it too close you lose it
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| Don’t worry about your life
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| So won’t you let go
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| Before it’s gone
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| Then I see the birds
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| I watch them fly
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| They’ve got everything they need
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| They show me why I can be free
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| Knowing You will care for me
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| Finally at the grocery store
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| My mind is filled with many thoughts
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| As I bump into a girl I knew from high school
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| She said «What's different about you girl?»
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| And I smiled and said this is what I know is true
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| And I’ll pass it right along to you
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| Don’t worry about your life
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| Cause if you hold it too close you lose it
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| Don’t worry about your life
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| So won’t you let go before it’s gone |