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Swing %s together now,
We cut the cane in the sun,
With freedom's dream in our hearts,
And when the sun goes down.
Through fields of gold we roam,
Where echoes softly call,
The soul finds a home,
And gentle shines through all.
Let laughter fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For days beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So cut the cane and dance, friends,
With freedom's dream filling each day,
Till stars guide us home again,
And we find our home for aye.
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