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Rise %s that hammer,
We lay the rails on the railroad,
With freedom's dream in our hearts,
And when the sun goes down.
Through fields of green we roam,
Where whispers softly call,
The memory finds a home,
And gentle shines through all.
Let music fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For time beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So lay the rails and pray, friends,
With freedom's dream filling each day,
Till songs guide us home again,
And we find our love for aye.
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