Well,Hope is an anchor, and love is a ship
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time is the ocean and life is a trip
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You don't know where you're goin' 'til you know where you're at
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and if you can't read the stars, well you better have a map
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a compass and a conscience soul so you don't get lost at sea
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Or on some old lonley island where no one wants to be
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From the begining of creation I think our maker had a plan,
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for us to leave these shores and sail beyond the sand
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and let the good light guide us through the waves and the wind,
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to the beaches in the world where we have never been
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and we'll climb up on the mountain y'all and we'll let our voices ring
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those who've never tried it, they'll be the first to sing
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oh my my
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First Chorus:
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so i'll see you on the other side, if I make it
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it might be a long hard ride
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but im gonna take it
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sometimes it seems that i dont have a prayer
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let the weather take me anywhere
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but i know that i wanna go where the streets are gold
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cause you'll be there
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oh my my
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Well you don't take nothing with you here
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and you can't take nothing back
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I ain't ever seen a hearse with a luggage rack
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so i've torn my knees up praying, scarred my back from falling down
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I've spent so much time flying high til i'm face first in the ground
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so if you're up there watching me, would you talk to God and say
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Tell him I might need a hand to see you both someday
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oh my my
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Second Chorus:
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So i'll see you on the other side, if i make it
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and it might be a long, hard ride, but i wanna take it
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sometimes it seems that i don't have a prayer
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let the weather take me anywhere
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but i know that i wanna go where the streets are gold
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'cause you'll be there
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oh my my
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cause you'll be there
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oh my my
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"I'll Be There"
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| George Strait |
