| You plant a rose
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| And if the rose comes up You’re thankful to God
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| And when it doesn’t you cuss him
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| You raise a child
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| And when the child grows up You got to learn to let go If you can’t learn to love him
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| But, oh, what a beautiful thing when you sing
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| Hear all them bells ringing out in the street
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| Hammer strikes the metal and it makes me believe
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| 'Cause if I don’t believe in love
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| Then I don’t believe in you
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| And I do Now I’m not saying only bad news comes
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| For the people who want it But you gotta play that music for who’s listening
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| You got to have someone you wanna sing it to Oh, what a beautiful thing when you sing
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| Hear all them bells ringing out in the street
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| Blue sky cracking and it makes me believe
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| Oh, hear all them bells ringing out in the street
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| Hammer strikes the metal and it makes me believe
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| 'Cause if I don’t believe in love
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| Then I don’t believe in you
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| And I do Close my eyes, see the glorious sunset
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| Through the windows of a store and I want it Anyway, if I ever felt haunted
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| You were there for me These angry people who are waiting to judge you
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| Have their own judgment that they’ll have live up to Open your mouth
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| And if nothing come through
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| Remember
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| You’re the one that sings
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| And it’s a gift
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| And life’s a beautiful thing
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| Oh, don’t waste it doll
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| You build a house and if the house comes up You gotta work on that house
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| If you want to make it your home
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| 'Cause everything inside that’s not something you own
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| Is what you’re taking with you
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| On the day that you go And oh, what a beautiful world when we sing
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| Hear all them bells ringing out in the street
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| Hammer strikes the metal and it makes me believe
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| Hear all them bells ringing out in the street
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| Oh, hammer strikes the metal and it makes me believe
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| 'Cause if I don’t believe in love
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| Then I don’t believe in you
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| And I do |