That Song
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Carry on,
With a humming along that song.
That song to sing,
When things appear to go wrong.
Keep it to hear as if a soothing lullaby.
To replace those sighs to push aside,
Temptations to be dragged into the shadows...
Of the darkside of life.
Soliciting participants to share their strife.
That song to sing.
Or hum along.
Regardless of what life seems to bring,
With an ease of it to feed and feast.
Carry on,
With a humming along that song.
That song to sing,
When things appear to go wrong.
'Don't need no salt or pepper,
To pour upon my walk.
I know I have my faults.
And I've left behind that talk to pay the cost.'
Keep it to hear as if a soothing lullaby.
To replace those sighs to push aside,
Temptations to be dragged into the shadows.
'Don't need no salt or pepper,
To pour upon my walk.
I know I have my faults.
And I've left behind that talk to pay the cost.'
Carry on with a humming that song.
And battle...
With a taking off that saddle.
'Don't need no salt or pepper,
To pour upon my walk.
I know I have my faults.
And I've left behind that talk to pay the cost.'
Carry on,
With a humming that song.
And battle...
With a taking off that saddle.
'I know I have my faults.
And I've left behind that talk to pay the cost.'
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