| Ours the future hold close
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| For a time will come
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| Deep in your heart there’s a river that flows
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| All the way to Kingdom come
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| Through the sandstorms where the high wind blows
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| A desert road does bloom
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| Please help me…
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| Give the young a chance
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| Lead them in the dance
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| My people
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| Give the young a chance
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| To change their circumstance
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| And so… And so… It’s written:
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| As the moon shall turn the tides
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| And as the stars shall light your ride
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| Don’t listen to the words of fools
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| The young I know they are jewels
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| Deeds I’ve done what I’ve become
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| Treasures I will find
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| Nourishment I do receive
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| Can’t help but believe
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| The road is long I shall stay strong
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| Please hear my song
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| Help me…
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| Give the young a chance
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| Lead them in the dance
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| My brothers
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| Give the young a chance
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| Lead them in the dance
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| My sisters
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| Give the young a chance
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| To change their circumstance
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| And so… And so… It’s written:
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| As the moon shall turn the tides
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| And as the stars shall light your ride
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| Don’t listen to the words of fools
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| The young I know they are jewels
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| Take me to gardens where
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| Birds will sing lullabies
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| Find me in the shade of trees
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| Through gentle breeze
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| Sweet scents filled the air…
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| Give the young a chance
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| Lead them in the dance
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| My people
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| Give the young a chance
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| To change their circumstance
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| And so… And so… It’s written:
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| As the moon shall turn the tides
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| And as the stars shall light your ride
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| Don’t listen to the words of fools
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| The young I know they are jewels |