[Richie Havens cover]
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You can talk about your neighbor
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You can grab him by the collar
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You can hurt him only if he hollers
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"let me go?-let me go"
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But we all know that's old-fashioned
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And it can only lead to pain
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Where we might end up on the corner
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Taking handouts in the rain
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You can bomb your foreign brother
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You can hurt him until he dies
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You can kill him until he never asks you why
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You're on his land?-you're on his land
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But we all know that's all over
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And that can only lead to blame
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Where we might end up for our country
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Taking handouts in the rain
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You can trample on your sister
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You can hurt her only if she cries
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You can hurt her only if she cares
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With all her heart?-with all her heart
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But we all know she'd be a mother
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And that could only lead to shame
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Where she might end up for her children
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Taking handouts in the rain
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Teach your children stories
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You can fill them full of lies
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You can make them all despise
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One another?-one another
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But when they all find out later
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And they call us by our rightful names
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And send us shamefully to old age
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Taking handouts in the rain
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Taking handouts in the rain
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Taking handouts in the rain
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Handouts In The Rain
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Cowboy Junkies |