| HOLD YOUR HEAD UP AND DON’T YOU CRY
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| WHEN I’M CALLED HOME AND MUST LEAVE
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| DON’T WANT A SAD OCCASION
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| I WANT A CELEBRATION
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| WITH MY FRIENDS AND LOVED ONES AROUND ME
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| I WANT LOTS OF STORIES I WANT LOTS OF LAUGHING
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| HAPPY MUSIC AND TOES TAPPING
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| SO DON’T YOU BE DOWN
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| JUST LOOK AROUND I’LL BE NEAR
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| I’LL BE THE SUNSHINE IN YOUR MORNING
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| THAT WARMS YOUR PRETTY FACE
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| THAT BLUEBIRD ON YOUR MAILBOX
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| AND THE SOFT AUTUMN RAIN
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| I’LL BE THOSE CHILDREN IN THE WINTER
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| MAKING ANGELS IN THE SNOW
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| I WILL BE
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| A THOUSAND WINDS THAT BLOW
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| I FEEL YOU BREATHING NEXT TO ME
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| IN THE STILLNESS OF THE NIGHT
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| I THINK HOW YOU’VE LOVED ME
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| SO LONG UNCONDITIONALLY
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| AND WHAT A LUCKY MAN AM I
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| AND WHEN MY TIME’S UP AND I’M CALLED TO GLORY
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| I WANT TO SEE YOU SMILING AS THOSE TRUMPETS SOUND BEFORE ME
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| SO DON’T BE SAD
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| JUST LOOK BACK AND I’LL BE THERE
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| I’LL BE THAT RAINBOW ON THE WATER
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| YOU ALWAYS LOVED TO SEE
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| THAT HAWK HIGH ON THE BRANCHES
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| OF AN OLD OAK TREE
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| I’LL BE THAT LITTLE BOY WITH HIS MAMA
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| WHO’S SCARED AND WON’T LET GO
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| I WILL BE
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| A THOUSAND WINDS THAT BLOW |
| AND I’LL BE THAT KISS UPON YOUR FOREHEAD
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| WHEN IT COMES YOUR TIME TO GO
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| I WILL BE A THOUSAND WINDS THAT BLOW
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| I WILL BE A THOUSAND WINDS THAT BLOW |