Tear It Down

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[Verse]
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You say, "I miss the old ways, but
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 not like that
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Dog whistling fool of a king."
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Don't cha know that old Dixie Land
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Is more than dirt roads and simple
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 ways?
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Tear it down Tear it down That 
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ragged cross of race
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I don't guess that we deserve all 
this
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Beauty and the light The way the 
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firefly returns in June
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As dusk sings her lullaby
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All the lives that fertilized and 
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the manifested hand
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The human bondage that provides 
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the bounty of this land
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Tear it down Tear it down That 
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ragged cross of race
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The stone and the ore Beaten into 
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monuments That rose out of hate

[Interlude]
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[Verse]
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I was that lonely kid in old cinemas
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Watching Gone with the Wind 
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Tradition runs the core of me
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And The Song of the South, 
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whistling Dixie again
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Oh, that tune lived and breathed 
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in me, and it wants to live again
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But we must fight with all our 
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might to kill that racist hymn
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Tear it down Tear it down That 
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ragged cross of race
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The stone and the ore Beaten into 
monuments
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That rose out of hate
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The epitaph I Long to read is 
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""Here lies slavery.""