| Swing low, could be the last call for two of us
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| I said swing high, reach out and touch the sky
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| But don’t cry yet, it’s not time yet
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| See this race is wrong
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| Come see, this race is right
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| See millions of years pass with no end in sight
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| Sleep tight, you couldn’t count the cost through the night
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| 'Cause it’s not right, it never was right
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| Come a long, long
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| Come a long, long way
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| Come a long, long
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| Come a long, long way
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| Come a long, long
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| Come a long, long way
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| Come a long, long
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| Come a long, long way
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| Up on May day, and there is a carnival on my street tonight
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| I hear them dancing, I hear them dancing
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| But on a clear day
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| If this thing don’t move here
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| Then this thing just don’t have no heartbeat
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| Get on the street, I say
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| Sweet hours to live, I got no time to kill
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| I said hold back those arms raised hold back the bill
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| Sleep tight, you couldn’t count the cost through the night
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| 'Cause it’s not right, it never was right
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| Swing low, could be the last call for two of us
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| I said swing high, reach out and touch the sky
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| But don’t cry yet, it’s not time yet |