Well, I saw an old man
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walking in my place
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And he looked at me,
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it could have been my face
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His words were kind
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but his eyes were wild
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He said: I got load to love,
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but I want one more child.
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There's a mansion on the hill
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Psychedelic music fills the air
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Peace and love live there still
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In that mansion on the hill.
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Around the next bend,
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take the highway to the sun
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Or the rocky road,
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it really don't matter
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which one
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I was in hurry
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but that don't matter now
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'Cause I have to get off
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that road of tears somehow.
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There's a mansion on the hill
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Psychedelic music fills the air
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Peace and love live there still
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In that mansion on the hill.
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Mansion On The Hill
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| Neil Young |
