I WAS ONLY A LITTLE BOY WHEN; HEARD THE CALL
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LIKE A VOICE IN THE WILDERNESS, THAT CALLS TO US ALL
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SO I TOOK TO THE GIPSY LIFE, IN THE CITY OF LOVE
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AND I WALKED WITH THE TROUBADOURS
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AND FLEW WITH THE DOVES
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IN THE CITY OF LOVE
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IN THE GARDEN OF PARADISE, I HEARD A VOICE SING
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CAN STILL FEEL THE THRILL OF IT, THE CHILLS IT WOULD BRING
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FAR AWAY IN THE WESTERN SKY, OVER THE SEA
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THERE'S A LAND THAT WE DREAM ABOUT, PEACEFUL AND FREE
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WAITING FOR ME
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HOLD MY HAND, LET ME TAKE YOU THERE
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LET'S GO WALKING IN THE MORNING
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AS TIME GOES BY, LOVE WILL WASH US CLEAN
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LET LOVE BRING TO US OUR FREEDOM
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AND WE WILL SING OF THE HEROES
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AND FLY ON THE BREEZE
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LOVE WITH THE LOVERS OF THE WORLD
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OH OH OH... WE'LL BE FREE
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IN THE DARK OF THE MYSTIC NIGHT, MUSIC IS BORN
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IN THE HANDS OF THE TROUBADOUR, THE PIPER OF DAWN
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AND IT'S HEARD OF A FOREIGN SHORE, OVER THE SEA
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IN THE LAND THAT WE DREAM ABOUT, PEACEFUL AND FREE
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WAITING FOR ME
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HOLD MY HAND, LET ME TAKE YOU THERE
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LET'S GO WALKING IN THE MORNING
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AS TIME GOES BY, LOVE WILL WASH US CLEAN
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LET LOVE BRING TO US OUR FREEDOM
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AND WE WILL SING OF THE HEROES
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AND FLY ON THE BREEZE
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LOVE WITH THE LOVERS OF THE WORLD
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OH OH OH... WE'LL BE FREE
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TROUBADOUR
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| Justin Hayward |
