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hope is an anchor, and love is a ship, time is the ocean, and life is a trip, you don't know where you're goin', 'til you know where your at, and if you can't read the stars, well, you'd better have a map, a compus and a conscious, so you don't get lost at sea, lonesome old lonely island, where no one wants to be, from the beginning of creation, i think our maker had a plan, for us to leave these shores, and sail beyond the sand, and let the good light guide us, to the waves and the wind, to the beaches in a world, where we've have never been, and we'll climb upon the mountain y'all, we'll let our voices ring, and those who've never tried it, they'll be the first to sing, oh, my, my, i'll see you on the other side, if i make it, and it might be a long hard ride, but i'm gonna take it, sometime it seems that i don't have a prayer, let the weather take me anywhere, but i know that i want to go, the streets are gold 'cause you'll be there, oh, my, my, you don't bring nothin' with you here, and you can't take nothin' back, i ain't never seen a hearse with a luggage rack, so i've torn my knees a-prayin', scared my back from fallin' down, spent so much time flyin' high, 'til i'm face first in the ground, so if you're up there watchin' me, would you talk to god and say, tell him i might need a hand, to see you both someday, oh, my, my, so, i'll see you on the other side, if i make it, and it may be a long hard ride, but i want to take it, sometime it seems that i don't have a prayer, let the weather take me anywhere, but i know that i want to go, where the streets are gold, 'cause you'll be there, oh, my, my, 'cause you'll be there, oh, my, my
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Artist: strait, george