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American Tuneby Paul SimonMany's the time I've been mistakenAnd many times confusedYes, and I've often felt forsakenAnd certainly misusedOh, but I'm alright, I'm alrightI'm just weary to my bonesStill, you don't expect to be bright and bon vivantSo far away from home, so far away from homeAnd I don't know a soul who's not been batteredI don't have a friend who feels at easeI don't know a dream that's not been shatteredOr driven to its kneesBut it's alright, it's alrightFor we lived so well so longStill, when I think of theRoad we're traveling onI wonder what's gone wrongI can't help it, I wonder what has gone wrongAnd I dreamed I was dyingI dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedlyAnd looking back down at meSmiled reassuringlyAnd I dreamed I was flyingAnd high up above my eyes could clearly seeThe Statue of LibertySailing away to seaAnd I dreamed I was flyingWe come on the ship they call The MayflowerWe come on the ship that sailed the moonWe come in the age's most uncertain hoursAnd sing an American tuneOh, and it's alright, it's alright, it's alrightYou can't be forever blessedStill, tomorrow's going to be another working dayAnd I'm trying to get some restThat's all I'm trying to get some rest
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