| Please God, show 'em the way
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| Please God, on this day
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| Spirits all given the strength
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| Peace can come if you really want it
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| I had a fragile dream
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| In a grey house in the Hamptons
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| I’d been there before
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| Singing songs and doing benefits
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| Was in a room alone
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| Putting on my makeup
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| Like so many things that come to me
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| The dress came across the Persian carpet
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| As I fell into the dress
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| A thought came to me
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| Into my heart
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| I have a dream
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| And a door opened
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| I turned to face the music
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| I was ready for the Kennedy’s
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| I don’t know if it was 1960 or 1963
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| Everything was timeless, even me
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| I wasn’t old, I wasn’t young
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| I was just part of their dream
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| A shadow walked with me down the hall
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| It was Martin Luther King
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| All in shadow, all before me
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| Overwhelmed by destiny
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| Someone said, «Sing us a song
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| There’s a piano» and handed me a drink
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| The room was full of hope
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| A song would set them free
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| And I said
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| Please God, show 'em the way
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| Please God, on this day
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| Spirits all given the strength
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| Peace can come if you really want it
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| I sat at the piano
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| Stared out of the shadows
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| I sang the words, «I have a dream»
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| He wasn’t my old friend John
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| I didn’t know him then
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| But he smiled at me
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| And I sang these words
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| «Whatever it takes
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| Whatever it takes to be free»
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| No, I didn’t know these men
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| But they knew me
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| It was all symbolic
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| Nothing was as it seemed
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| They all left us in a single shot
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| But they didn’t take the dream
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| They were there in that house
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| Discussing the future
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| And drinking champagne
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| I was just a piano player
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| The voice, part of their dream
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| I was thirty-five and maybe I was fifteen
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| It was just another night in the presence of Martin Luther King
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| I was just a dreamer
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| I was ready for the Kennedy’s
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| And I said
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| Please God, show 'em the way
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| Please God, on this day
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| Light the fire, start it over
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| Tell the world about the dream
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| Start it up and make it real
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| Please God
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| Show him the way
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| Please God
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| Show her the way
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| Please God
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| Show them the way
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| Please God
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| Back in the room where it all began
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| My heart began to heal
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| I believe it
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| I remember the beauty of the Hamptons
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| Shadows playing in the sun
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| A voice said
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| «The dream is not over, no
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| The dream has just begun»
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| I spun around to see another shadow
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| Slipping through the door
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| And my eyes opened wide
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| «What is this all for?»
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| And the shadow said
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| «Don't forget it
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| Don’t forget what we were fighting for
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| Don’t forget it»
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| And I said
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| Please God, show 'em the way
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| (It's just another night)
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| Please God, on this day
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| (Martin Luther King)
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| Spirits all given the strength
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| (Sing us a song)
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| Peace can come if you fight for it
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| (Don't forget it)
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| Think we’re just in time to say
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| (Ooh, and said, oh said)
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| Please God, show 'em the way
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| (All in shadow)
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| Please God, on this day
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| (All before me)
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| Spirits all given the strength
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| Peace can come if you fight for it
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| Think we’re just in time to say this
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| Set them free
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| Room was full of hope
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| Please God, show 'em the way
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| (I believe it)
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| Please God, on this day
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| (Don't forget it)
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| Spirits all given the strength
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| (Don't forget what
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| We were fighting for)
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| Think we’re just in time to say
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| Peace can come
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| If you fight for it
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| Peace can come
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| If you try harder
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| Peace can come
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| Ooh, if you really want it
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| The dream
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| Don’t forget it
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| Please God
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| Show them the way |