| Oh, when somebody does you wrong, what do you do
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| And you’re not the only one they’re making love to
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| Oh, when they let go of your hand
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| You got to get back to the land
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| 'Cause it will never, never, never hurt you
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| When you’re so called friends no longer want you around
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| You’re not up with the trends like the other friends they’ve found
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| If you don’t fit in to their plans
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| Oh, just get back to the land
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| 'Cause it will never, never, never let you down
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| Your mother’s always loved you
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| She wraps you in her arms
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| And she feeds you milk and honey
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| And she keeps you safe from harm
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| And when nobody appreciates you where can you go?
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| Do we pack our bags and catch a train to «I don’t know»
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| So, when they don’t understand
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| You got to get back to the Land
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| 'Cause it will never, ever, ever let you go
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| So, when they don’t understand
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| You got to get back to the Land
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| 'Cause it will never, ever, ever let you go
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| 'Cause it will never, ever, ever let you go |