What a day
That will be
At the end of the road,
There’ll be no sorrow, no pain
There’ll be freedom to be
At the end of the road.
All oppression
Will be gone,
And there will be
No one to hurt us
And no trouble to see
At the end of the road.
All our hurts
Of this world
And all our tears
Will be dried and gone away
At the end of the road.
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