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Beam - When I Say Farewell
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Whoh, death come a knockin' on that sinners door Said old sinner, "Are you ready to go?" He said, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, Because I ain't got on my travelin' shoes... ("Ain't paid my dues, yes, sayin'...") ...No, no, no Oh Lordy, no, no, no B ecause I ain't got on my travelin' shoes." Whoh, death come a knockin' on that liars door Said old liar, "Are you ready to go?" He said, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, Because I ain't got on my travelin' shoes... ("Ain't paid my dues, yes, sayin'...") ...No, no, no Oh Lordy, no, no, no Because I ain't got on my travelin' shoes." Whoh, death come a knockin' on that gamblers door Said old gambler, "Are you ready to go?" He said, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, Because I ain't got on my travelin' shoe s... ("Ain't paid my dues, yes, sayin'...") ...No, no, no Oh Lordy, no, no, no Because I ain't got on my travelin' shoes." Whoh, death come a knockin' on that Christians door Said old Christian, "Are you ready to go?" He said, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, Because I ain't got on my travelin' shoes... ("Ain't paid my dues, yes, sayin'...") ...No, no, no Oh Lordy, no, no, no Because I ain't got on my travelin' shoes... (Well) ...No, no, no Oh, Lordy, no, no, no Because I ain't got on my travel in' shoes." (c) Protected, unknown artist
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Anastacia : I do
Who are they anyway
With their sticks and stones
Don't they know that we know?
There's a chill within their bones
They blame and they mame
Make us feel so cold inside
But they cannot take us there cause we will fight
I think the-
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world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
Chorus:
Who wants a love without anger and rage?
I do
Who wants a world where a kid can be safe?
I do
Who-
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wants to pray for the end of the pain
For the calm at the end of the day
Where there's not always more of the same
I do
Wanna breathe
Wanna move
and not ever feel afraid
Wanna live in a place
Where the truth still find....
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