| I will cross o’er the river
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| And rest in the shade of the trees
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| There’s someone 'cross that river
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| I can hear familiar voices calling me
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| I know I’ll miss my family
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| I hope that they won’t worry for too long
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| 'Cause it’s only 'cross the river
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| And I’ll be that much closer to my home
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| I will cross o’er the river
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| I’ve got to make it to the other shore
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| There’s something 'cross that river
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| That’s powerful and cannot be ignored
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| I can see the grass is greener
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| A perfect spot is waiting there for me
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| I will cross o’er the river
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| And rest in the shade of the trees
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| No, it’s not so big a river
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| It’s not so deep and wide
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| I don’t think I’ll be coming back
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| From the other side
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| No, it’s not so big a river
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| It’s not so deep and wide
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| But I know I won’t be coming back
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| From the other side
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| I will cross o’er the river
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| And rest in the shade of the trees
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| There’s someone 'cross that river
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| I can hear familiar voices calling me
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| I know I’ll miss my family
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| And I hope that they won’t worry for too long
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| 'Cause it’s only 'cross the river
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| And I’ll be that much closer to my home
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| It’s only 'cross the river
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| And I’ll be that much closer to my home |