| Daddy was a Baptist
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| And your momma loved to dance
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| You were born in Memphis
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| But you lived Paris, France
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| You may lose your faith in everything
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| Or you may take a solemn vow
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| But from this day on, my friends and folk
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| We’re all in this together now
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| You may love the carousel
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| Or the silence of the trees
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| You may be the last one standing
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| Or the queen of all you see
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| And some rest easy on the mountain
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| And some sweat behind the plow
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| But make no mistake for heaven’s sake
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| We’re all in this together now
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| Night will fall, the wind will howl
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| All those things we love so well
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| Empires crumble while we sleep
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| Oh, but you must have a story to tell
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| Wake up now
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| I wanna hear it
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| Wake up now
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| I love you like a brother
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| And I don’t know you at all
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| Heard you voice across the wire
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| And I never thought you’d call
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| So, hold tight the sword, hold fast the sail
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| 'Cause we need be taken down
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| It’s a lonely world
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| But it’s our only world
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| And we’re all in this together now |