You, who are on the road must have a code that you can live by.
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And so become yourself because the past is just a good bye.
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Teach your children well, their father's hell did slowly go by,
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And feed them on your dreams, the one they fix, the one you'll know by.
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Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you would cry,
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So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.
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And you, of the tender years can't know the fears that your elders grew by,
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And so please help them with your youth, they seek the truth before they can die.
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Teach your parents well, their children's hell will slowly go by,
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And feed them on your dreams, the one they fix,the one you'll know by.
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Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you would cry,
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So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.
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Teach Your Children
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Crosby, Stills & Nash |