Preacher went up to the Golden Gate,
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And met God there,
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With the glow of love in his flowing hair.
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I'm dreamin' of a time when love and music,
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Is everywhere.
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Can you see that time comin'?
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No my son that time has gone,
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There's things to do.
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The world has changed since I first met you.
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Back when The Band played Rock of Ages,
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In their prime,
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And the old juke joint was rockin'...
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Oh Lord there's so much hate,
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In a world where we're from another place.
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Show me how to be like you.
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See no evil, hear no evil,
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Feel no evil in my heart.
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In my heart, in my aching heart.
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In my heart, in my heart,
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In my old black heart.
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In my heart, in my heart,
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In my beating heart.
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Sky had turned a lotta shades of gray,
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As they walked on,
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And a gentle rain fell down on them.
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They found faith in the way things are and,
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The way things change,
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And they said goodbye like two old friends.
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Take me up to the mountains high,
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Or a building top where the spirits fly.
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Show me how to be like you.
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See no evil, feel no evil,
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Fear no evil in my heart.
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In my heart, in my aching heart.
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In my heart, in my heart,
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In my old black heart.
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In my heart, in my heart,
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In my beating heart.
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Oh Lord there's so much hate,
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In a world where we're from another place.
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Show me how to live like you.
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See no evil, hear no evil,
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Feel no evil in my heart.
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In my heart, in my aching heart.
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In my heart, in my heart,
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In my old black heart.
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In my heart, in my heart,
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In my beating heart.
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Two Old Friends
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| Neil Young |
