Yogi

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Good old Kansas sunshine gold
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Wonder if I'm ever gonna get so old
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That I don't wanna fight
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Sleep peaceful through the night
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Never care if it's ever right
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Oh I really do believe it's gonna 
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be okay
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I really do believe it's gonna be 
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okay

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Good old Sunday morning sky
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Gotta get it together for another 
try
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Check the glass to see what I wanna 
be
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Can I ever set it free
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Oh I really do believe it's gonna 
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be okay
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I really do believe it's gonna be 
Ab
okay

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[Chorus]
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"That is why, my lady" said the 
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yogi in the road
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"The rule is so almighty and what
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 the law forbode

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Made the child into this thing 
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that cannot act and barely sing"
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[Verse]
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It's a good old dream and I want 
some more
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What am I makin' all this music for
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Why do I trip alone tryin' to get 
back home
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Cold, soaked to the bone
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Oh I really do believe it's gonna 
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be okay
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I really do believe it's gonna be 
Ab
okay

[Chorus]
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"That is why, my lady" said the 
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yogi in the shade
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"Time let shine so brightly and 
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what the law has made

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Turned the boy into this thing 
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that cannot act and barely sing"
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"That is why, my lady" said the 
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yogi in the bus
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"The ropes are tied so tightly and 
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what the law made us

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Made the man into this thing that 
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cannot act and barely sing
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That cannot act and barely 
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sing"