| I have my mother’s dreams,
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| I have my father’s eyes,
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| You can’t take that from me,
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| Just go ahead and try.
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| The crescent city sleeps,
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| While giants in the sky,
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| Preparing to unleash,
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| Let loose a mighty cry.
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| Can nobody save us?
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| Will anyone try?
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| The bayou is burning,
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| The cypress is dying.
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| And all along they’re saying.
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| Help is on the way
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| (They said, they said)
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| Help is on the way
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| (They said, they said)
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| One by land, two by sea.
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| Right there in front of me.
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| Help is on the way.
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| Five thousand feet below,
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| As black smoke engulfs the sky,
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| The ocean floor explodes,
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| Eleven mothers cry.
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| My bones all resonate,
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| A burning lullaby,
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| You can’t take that from me,
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| Just go ahead and try.
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| She stands at the shoreline,
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| With hands in the air,
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| Her words pierce the dark night,
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| «Does anyone care? |
| «And all along they’re saying
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| Help is on the way
|
| (They said, they said)
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| Help is on the way
|
| (They said, they said)
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| One by land, two by sea.
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| Right there in front of me.
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| Help is on the way.
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| Right here! |
| Right here!
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| Choking on the black gold,
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| Upon which we rely,
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| We keep axes in the attics,
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| To see cameras in the sky.
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| Help is on the way
|
| (They said, they said)
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| Help is on the way
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| (They said, they said)
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| We were told just to sit tight,
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| 'Cause somebody will soon arrive.
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| Help is on the way.
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| But it never came!
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| It never came!
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| Help is on the way
|
| (They said, they said)
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| Help is on the way
|
| (They said, they said)
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| One by land, two by sea.
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| Right there in front of me.
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| Help is on the way.
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| On the way. |