Free to Be by Bruce Cockburn
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Got no social graces |
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Wired to the switchboard |
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Never know my place |
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Always on the move |
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One thing I am sure of |
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Things we love to cling to |
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You can’t judge a man by his race |
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But there’s nothing we can prove |
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Birth don’t come easy |
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You can only deal with |
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Freedom doesn’t come cheap |
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What’s before your face |
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Rules and worlds get swept away |
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And the life you’re given’s no use at all |
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While you waste your time in sleep |
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If you burn it up in hate |
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Grow up you |
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Grow up you |
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Grow up me |
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Grow up me |
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Grown together |
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Grown together |
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Free to be |
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Free to be |
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There’s music in the forest |
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Children laugh in the school yard |
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On the skid row of the spirit |
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Hear the ranting of the Western Guard |
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Why don’t you cool out |
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Can it be so hard |
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To love yourself without thinking |
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Someone else holds a lower card |
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Grow up you |
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Grow up me |
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Grown together |
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Free to be |
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