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31 lines
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That soap box song stuck in his head.
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Burdens lie in graves past by.
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He carries his weight. that anthem for the disenchanted rings loud in waves of grain.
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Heavy hearted hymns heard in slums fade out on those country roads.
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Hope burning in his lungs.
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Days pass, weeks pass.
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Sleeping under sky.
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Days pass, weeks pass.
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Days turn into nights.
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Sleep sound, the sun's out.
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Sleep long, sleep well.
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Days pass, weeks pass.
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Memories come flooding back,
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He prays his mother's God has saved her soul.
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That soap box song still in his head.
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Miles lost to heat and rain.
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He carries his weight.
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That message for the misdirected rings true to this day.
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Heavy hearted hymns sung in fields.
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He stops along that country road to listen as they sing.
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"Swing low, swing low chariot for me. Swing low, swing low. Pray my soul to keep."
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Rest now, the sun's down. Rest long, rest well.
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Swing low, swing low."
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Redemption lies in an old farm house.
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"Room and board for the strong hands we need. All i can offer is roof over head. Another day, another dollar."
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Name Carrying Weight
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Artist Defeater
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Album Travels
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