| You walk into this field of green and you sit upon the ground
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| You watch the pleasant world go by and you listen to the sound
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| The sound of people singing and the sound of all their cheers
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| The sound of each and everyone, you come together here
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| Now lay aside your sadnesses and throw your troubles down
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| Live just for this fine moment, pick it up and pass it 'round
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| And it makes no difference who you are
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| It makes no difference what you do
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| And it makes no difference where you go
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| The crowd will always be with you
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| The sea reflects the universe, all the planets, stars and moon
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| A puddle holds these things as well, if I’m here then so are you
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| For look into your neighbour’s eyes and within you’ll see the crowd
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| Everyone in everything, you are happy, you are loud
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| And it makes no difference who you are
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| It makes no difference what you do
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| And it makes no difference where you go
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| The crowd will always be with you
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| Stand up, stand up and follow me, sing the loudest you’ll ever hear
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| And hold this in your memory and draw your loved ones near
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| Now wrap me up in voices that are always in my heart
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| And though I will be gone from here, we will never be apart
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| And it makes no difference who you are
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| It makes no difference what you do
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| And it makes no difference where you go
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| The crowd will always be with you
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| And it makes no difference who you are
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| It makes no difference what you do
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| And it makes no difference where you go
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| The crowd will always be with you
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| Crowd will always be with you
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| Crowd will always be with you |