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Roadsinger came to town; long cape and hat. |
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People stood and stared, then closed their doors, as he passed. |
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He strolled the empty street; kids banged on tin cans. |
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Then the panting dogs began to bark, as the roadsinger sang. |
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Where do you go, where do you go, when hearts are closed? |
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When a friend be-comes a stranger, nobody wants to know. |
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Where do you go, where do you go, when the world turns dark, |
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And the light of truth is blown out, and the roads are blocked? |
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He stopped by a stall, between the barrels and sacks, |
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A child’s face peeped out and gave a smile, and ran back. |
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Behind a misty glass, on a window-pane, |
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A little finger drew a perfect heart, and a name. |
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Where do you go, where do you go, in a world filled with fright, |
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Only a song to warm you, through the night? |
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Where do you go, where do you go, after lies are told, |
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And the light of truth is blown out, and the night is cold? |
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Roadsinger rode on, to another land, |
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Though the people spoke a different tongue; it under-stand. |
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They showed him how to share, and took him by the hand, |
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Showed him the path to Heaven, through the desert sand. |
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Where do you go, where do you go, to find happi-ness, |
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In a world filled with hatred, tears? |
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Where do you go, where do you go, if no one cares, |
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And every-body’s lost, Looking for theirs. |
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