| There’s a land that I see where the children are free
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| And I say it ain’t far to this land from where we are
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| Take my hand, come with me, where the children are free
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| Come with me, take my hand, and we’ll live
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| In a land where the river runs free
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| In a land through the green country
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| In a land to a shining sea
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| And you and me are free to be you and me I see a land bright and clear, and the time’s comin' near
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| When we’ll live in this land, you and me, hand in hand
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| Take my hand, come along, lend your voice to my song
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| Come along, take my hand, sing a song
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| For a land where the river runs free
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| For a land through the green country
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| For a land to a shining sea
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| For a land where the horses run free
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| And you and me are free to be you and me Every boy in this land grows to be his own man
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| In this land, every girl grows to be her own woman
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| Take my hand, come with me where the children are free
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| Come with me, take my hand, and we’ll run
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| To a land where the river runs free
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| To a land through the green country
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| To a land to a shining sea
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| To a land where the horses run free
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| To a land where the children are free
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| And you and me are free to be And you and me are free to be And you and me are free to be you and me |