It's a strange song
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'Bout a boy who went wrong
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Who tried to make it up
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Inside his heart and start again
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To make a manse
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For livin' his strange life
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He's never made a change life
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Until one day he found himself alone
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With only him
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And oh how dim his future seemed
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On that day
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He searched to find a better way to be a man
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And as he tried
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He cast away his foolish pride
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And I understand
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His strange song
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Then he came a sing along
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Where every note was just a proper one
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To hum and sing and have a thing
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That's groovy with
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On that day
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He searched to find a better way to be a man
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And as he tried
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He cast away his foolish pride
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And I understand
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His strange song
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Then he came a sing along
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Where every note was just a proper one
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To hum and sing and have a thing
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That's groovy with
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A Strange Song
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| Harry Belafonte |
