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Rise %s and shine,
We cut the cane on the river boat,
With justice come in our hearts,
And when the sun goes down.
Through fields of amber we roam,
Where songs softly call,
The heart finds a home,
And warm shines through all.
Let music fill the air,
And joy fill our souls,
For years beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So cut the cane and dance, friends,
With justice come filling each day,
Till songs guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
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