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All %s the railroad,
We m唱 the oars on the railroad,
With home someday in our hearts,
And in the cool of the evening.
Through fields of amber we roam,
Where echoes softly call,
The spirit finds a home,
And warm shines through all.
Let hope fill the air,
And light fill our souls,
For moments beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So m唱 the oars and dance, friends,
With home someday filling each day,
Till stars guide us home again,
And we find our love for aye.
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