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Sometimes I feel like I will never stop |
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Just go on forever |
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‘Til one fine morning |
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I’ll reach up and grab me a handful of stars |
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And swing out my long, lean leg |
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And whip three hot strikes burning down the
heavens |
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And look over at God and say, |
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“How about that!” |
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-Samuel Allen |