Her face is cracked from smiling,
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all the fears that she's been hiding,
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And it seems pretty soon everybody's gonna know.
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And her voice is sore from shouting, cheering winners
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who are losing,
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And she worries if their days are few and soon
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they'll have to go.
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* My, my, my, I'm so happy,
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I'm gonna join the band,
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We are gonna dance and sing in celebration,
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We are in the promised land.
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She hears them talk of new ways to protect the home
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she lives in,
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Then she wonders what it's all about
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when they break down the door.
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Her name is Brown or White or Black,
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you know her very well,
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You hear her cries of mercy as the winners toll the bell.
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* Chorus
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There is a train that leaves the station
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heading for your destination,
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But the price you pay to nowhere has increased a dollar more.
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Yes, it has!
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And if you walk you're gonna get there
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though it takes a little longer,
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And when you see it in the distance
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you will wring your hands and moan.
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Celebration Song
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Led Zeppelin |