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Work %s that hammer,
We hoe the row on the river boat,
With freedom's dream in our hearts,
And for tomorrow too.
Through fields of gold we roam,
Where songs softly call,
The soul finds a home,
And warm shines through all.
Let laughter fill the air,
And joy fill our souls,
For years beyond compare,
And memories that never grow old.
So hoe the row 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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