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Hey Brother, won’t you lend me a hand
With the help of another I could make my stand
But I know you won’t trust me or give me a chance
So I’m off down the road again

I was born in a hard place but that don’t mean I shirk
I have two strong arms on account of hard work
I can see that you judge me
And look down as on dirt

Like a river that rolling I’ll never stay still
Because I’m lost and never found
I’d like to stop moving but I never will
Place my feet on solid ground

I said Hey Brother! Do you recognise me now?
Back then we shared a mother and the sweat on our father’s brow
Through ten thousand lifetimes
Through tears and laughter and pain
So I’m off down the road again


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