Her face is cracked from smiling,
All the fears that she's been hiding,
And it seems pretty soon ev'rybody's gonna know.
And her voice is sore from shouting,
Cheering winners who are losing,
And she worries if their days are few
And soon they'll have to go.
My, my, my, I'm so happy,
I'm gonna join the band,
We are gonna dance and sing and celebration,
We are in the promised land.
She hears them talk of new ways
worries
wonders
winners
train
takes
smiling
protect
their
price
mercy
longer
lives
shouting
dance
wring
cries
pretty
cheering
brown
voice
though
leaves
little
cracked
about
destination
white
happy
station
promised
increased
break
hiding
distance
seems
dollar
fears
black
gonna
celebration
hands
losing
heading
there
hears
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