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    The fence is long and high where we live
    You can't see the other side where they live
    I've spied with my little eye
    I've sighed with my little sigh
    But it seems I've given all that I can give

    Every hour I have to count to ten
    And a thousand times I've thought again
    But it seems I've given all that I can give

    Is anyone there?
    Here is the fence that they built
    (Over there)
    Is anyone there?
    Here is the fence that hate built
    (Over there)

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    This is the fence that turns one into two
    I want to break through but I'm through if I do
    I've tried with my little try
    I've cried with my little cry
    But it seems that the gate holds the only clue

    Every hour I have to count to ten
    And a thousand times I've thought again
    But it seems I've given all that I can give

    Is anyone there?
    Here is the fence that they built
    (Over there)
    Is anyone there?
    Here is the fence that hate built
    (Over there)

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    Composition: Paul Heaton and Stan Cullimore

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