There's a man
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Sits outside in front of Grazi's cafe
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Dirty clothes, a bedroll and a smile
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He rubs his hands together
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Says "mister can you spare me some change?
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I've been down on my luck for a while"
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Yet I 'm a soul survivor
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I sleep under the freeway signs
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And I'm here to remind you
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Be a friend of mine
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Oh be a friend of mine
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There's a famous picture
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From the war in Vietnam
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Little girl running on a road burned a screaming
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Thirty years later
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She met the man who called down the napalm
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Did he lie
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When he begged for forgiveness
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She said I'm a soul survivor
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God's grace has set me free
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And I'm a living reminder
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So think about me
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Oh can you think about me
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I know this world out side
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And it is no bed of roses
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We need each others hand
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To take us through the night
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(Guitar Solo)
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Soul survivor
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Everybody needs a helping hand
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We're all here to remind us
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The white man, the black man, red man , all men
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Soul survivor, yea yea yea ....
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I'm a soul survivor
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Be a friend of mine
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Oh be a friend of mine
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I'm soul survivor
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Be a friend of mine
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Soul Survivor
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| Night Ranger |
