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Love March

Butterfield Blues Band
Lingua: Inglese




I said
Marchin' along,
Thinkin' as time goes by.
Sing a glad song,
Sing of the times when I
Make all the people feel so good,
Treat all my brothers like I should,
See all my hassles fall in place.
Living's no longer an empty space.

Marchin' along,
Love as much as I can.
Try and be strong,
Flex fingers, use my hand.
Think of the time that's not too far.
Throw out all jealousy and war.
Aim my sad eyes into the sun,
Think of all people just as one.
March!

I said people think because my daddy did these things...
...They say that I've gotta wear a tie, and gonna be the same.
You know I gotta treat my brother wrong and kill him, what a shame.
But I know...
There's gotta be a change!



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