| Mama, dear mama, look in yonder tree
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| See that pretty little sparrow, a-lookin' back at me
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| She can soar above the clouds, way up in the sky
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| She can fly away from here, why, oh why, can’t I?
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| Daughter, dear daughter, I’ll tell you something true
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| Remember Gran Eliza? |
| Well, every night she flew
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| They tried to keep her down but there was nothing they could do
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| She could fly, she could fly
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| She could slip the bonds of Earth and rise so high
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| She could fly across the river
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| Her spirit in her hands
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| Searching, always searching for the promised land
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| Mama, dear mama, mama tell me more
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| I feel a trembling in my arms, I’ve never felt before
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| Daughter, dear daughter, listen what I say
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| Your granny always told me you’d feel that way some day
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| 'Cause every time she looked at you she saw the old-time ways
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| When we could fly, we could fly
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| We could slip the bonds of Earth and rise so high
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| We could fly across the mountains
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| Together, hand in hand
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| Searching, always searching for the promised land
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| Mama, dear mama, come and stand by me
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| I feel a lightness in my feet, a longing to be free
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| My heart it is a-shakin' with an old, old song
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| I hear the voices sayin' it’s time for moving on
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| She took her mama by the hand, they rose up in the air
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| They held each other tight and then
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| They flew away from there
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| They held each other tight and then they flew away from there
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| They held each other tight and then they flew away from there
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| They could fly, they could fly
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| They could slip the bonds of earth and rise so high
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| They could fly across the ocean
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| Together, hand in hand
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| Searching, always searching for the promised land |