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So we learn to love the music. It pulses through our veins. It reveals our darkest secrets. it pick's us up when times are tough So we learn to love the music
When i find ,myself in times of trouble mother Mary comes to me Speaking words of wisdom Let it be.
I hear the trains are coming It's rolling round the bend And i aint seen the sunshine since i don't know when I 'm stuck in Folsom Prison,
