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Work %s the chain gang,
We break the rocks in the prison yard,
With family waiting in our hearts,
And the job is done.
Through fields of green we roam,
Where songs softly call,
The memory finds a home,
And warm shines through all.
Let laughter fill the air,
And peace fill our souls,
For years beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So break the rocks and sing, friends,
With family waiting filling each day,
Till songs guide us home again,
And we find our peace for aye.
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