I heard you sing a rebel song,
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sung it loud and all alone.
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We can't afford the things you save,
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we can't afford the warranty.
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I see you walking in the glare
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down the county road we share.
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Our southern blood, my heresy,
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damn that ol' confederacy.
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It took a long time to
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become the thing I am to you.
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And you won't tear it apart
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without a fight, without a heart.
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I'm sorry for what you have learned,
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when you feel the tables turn.
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To run so hard in your race,
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now you find who set the pace.
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The landed aristocracy
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exploiting all your enmity.
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All your daddies fought in vain,
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leave you with the mark of Cain.
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It took a long time to
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become the thing I am to you.
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And you won't tear it apart
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without a fight, without a heart.
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It took a long time to
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become you, become you.
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The center holds, so they say.
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It never held too well for me.
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I won't stop short for common ground
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that vilifies the trodden down.
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The center held the bonded slave
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for the sake of industry.
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The center held the bloody hand
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of the executioner man.
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It took a long time to
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become the thing I am to you.
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And you won't tear it apart
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without a fight, without a heart.
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It took a long time to
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become you, become you.
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Become You
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Indigo Girls |