the little child on his father's knee

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                                                                          ( sweet the song )

No matter that the road is long

We will always be together

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Born in New York City

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Reborn on the highest hill

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Weren't free till we became slaves

In Memphis and in New Orleans

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Listen to the mother's wail

We walk the wild free wind together

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With the wino in the midnight cell

With the high school kid in his loveless splendor

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So uninformed and yet so tender

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We stand here together

You touch us every time you breathe

With the full power of creation

Attendant to each other's needs

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We were born in New York City

Reborn on the highest hill

The lovers come together

Ah yes there you are