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The Minstrel
THE MINSTREL The minstrel picks up his papers and lays them out on the table he wants to find all the answers but he knows he's not able But he knows we can stand a million strong or you can stand there all alone It's not so much what we stand for anymore It's what we're standing on. Sometimes his good friends they avoid him because they've heard it for so long seems like every time they turn around He's workin on another song or trying to right another wrong But he knows we can stand one million strong or you can stand there all alone It's not so much what you stand for any more it's what you're standing on it's what you're standing on The minstrel sings about his heroes from Jesus Christ to Dr King He hears the war drums getting nearer If every loving soul would sing We could sing away the hatred we could sing away the fear If we could all sing loud enough even the fool on the hill could hear And he'd know we can stand six million strong while he stands there all alone It's not so much what he stands for any more It's what he's standing on It's what we're standing on The minstrel picks up his papers and lays em out on the table He wants to find all the answers He knows damn well he's not able
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