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Heave %s the chain gang,
We build the walls on the railroad,
With justice come in our hearts,
And till the weekend comes.
Through fields of blue we roam,
Where songs softly call,
The spirit finds a home,
And soft shines through all.
Let hope fill the air,
And warmth fill our souls,
For days beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So build the walls and dance, friends,
With justice come filling each day,
Till hearts guide us home again,
And we find our home for aye.
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