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I Better Quit My Talking 'cause I Told You All I Know But Please Remember, Pardner, Wherever You May Go The People Are Building A Peaceful World, And When The Job Is Done, That'll Be The Biggest Thing That Man Has Ever Done.

Do Re Mi California Is A Garden Of Eden, A Paradise To Live In Or See, But Believe It Or Not, You Won't Find It So Hot If You Ain't Got The Do Re Mi

I Hate A Song That Makes You Think That You Are Not Any Good. I Hate A Song That Makes You Think That You Are Just Born To Lose. Bound To Lose. No Good To Nobody. No Good For Nothing. Because You Are Too Old Or Too Young Or Too Fat Or Too Slim Too Ugly Or Too This Or Too That.

The World Is Filled With People Who Are No Longer Needed. And Who Try To Make Slaves Of All Of Us. And They Have Their Music And We Have Ours. Theirs, The Wasted Songs Of A Superstitious Nightmare. And Without Their Music And Ideological Miscarriages To Compare Our Songs Of Freedom To, We'd Not Have Any Opposite To Compare Music With - - And Like The Drifting Wind, Hitting Against No Obstacle, We'd Never Know Its Speed, Its Power.

All Of You Cowboys, Fight For Your Land.