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(Keep on singing don't stop singing)
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(You're gonna be a star some day)
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(You're gonna make a lot of people happy)
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(When they come to hear you play)
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I don't remember mama
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She died when I was born
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We lived in a one room shanty
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But daddy tried to make it a home
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When I was only six years old
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I started singing in the streets
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People would throw me pennies
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So I could daddy make ends meet
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They said
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CHORUS:
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Keep on singing
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Don't stop singing
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You're gonna be a star someday
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You're gonna make a lot of people happy
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When they come to hear you play
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They said keep on singin
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Keep the bells a ringin
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Spread the music from town to town
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There's not enough song in this old world
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So spread your song around
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By the time I was 10 years old
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I had a rock n roll band
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Daddy's eyes were growing dim
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But I didn't understand
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He said he would be so proud of me
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Each time he'd hear us play
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At night he'd pull me to his side
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And daddy would always say
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CHORUS
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He didn't have much money
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But things didn't seem so bad
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I felt just like the queen of the world
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When I was with my dad
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Then one rainy April night
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Daddy called me to his side
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He held me with his tremblin hands
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Right before he died
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CHORUS
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CHORUS
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CHORUS
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FADE
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Keep On Singing
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| Helen Reddy |
