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Oh, my love, |
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it's a long way we've come |
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From the freckled hills to the steel and glass canyons |
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From the stony fields to hanging steel from sky |
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From digging in our pockets for a reason not to say goodbye |
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These are the hands that built America |
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America |
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Last saw your face in a watercolor sky |
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As sea birds argue, a long goodbye |
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I took your kiss on the spray of the new land star |
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You gotta live with your dreams, don't make them so hard |
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And these are the hands that built America |
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America |
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Of all the promises |
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is this one we could keep |
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Of all of the dreams |
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is this one still out of reach |
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Halle, holy |
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It's early fall, there's a cloud on the New York skyline |
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Innocence dragged across a yellow line |
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These are the hands that built America |
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These are the hands that built America |
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America |
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America |
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OST-Gangs of New York |
