| Don’t let your young life get you down
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| It always had a certain mystery
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| Many changes come to everyone
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| About the time that they turn seventeen
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| Grandma said at times you’ll feel a sting
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| There’ll be sharp turns and uphills and closed doors
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| Then she said hold onto your faith
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| 'Cause in this world you’ve got to go and get yours
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| So you stand up Be strong go out there
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| Hold on to the real thing that matter
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| 'Cause no one’s gonna hand it to you on a silver platter
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| There’s no need to feel you’re on your own
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| Just let your intuition guide you through
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| Take one step toward what you believe
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| Don’t be afraid to make your move
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| In my head those words remind me what
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| Grandma said — at times you’ll feel a sting
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| There’ll be sharp turns and uphills and closed doors
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| Then she said hold on to your faith
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| Don’t be scared go out there
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| Stand up Be strong go out there
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| Hold on To the real things that matter
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| 'Cause no one’s gonna hand’em to you
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| On a silver platter
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| Just stand up Be strong go out there
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| Hold on To the real things that matter
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| 'Cause no one’s gonna hand 'em to you
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| On a silver platter
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| Don’t be scared go out there
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| Just stand up my brother sister
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| Hold on To the real things that matter
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| 'Cause no one’s gonna hand it to you
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| On a silver platter
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| Stand up my brother sister
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| Hold on to the real things that matter
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| 'Cause no one’s gonna hand 'em to you
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| On a silver platter |