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Heave %s and shine,
We work all day on the railroad,
With justice come in our hearts,
And the job is done.
Through fields of amber we roam,
Where voices softly call,
The memory finds a home,
And soft shines through all.
Let hope fill the air,
And peace fill our souls,
For days beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So work all day and dance, friends,
With justice come filling each day,
Till hearts guide us home again,
And we find our rest for aye.
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