by Graham Nash
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Liberty laughing and shaking your head
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Can you carry the torch that'll bring home the dead?
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To the land of their fathers whose lives you have lead
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To the station at the end of the town
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On the southbound train going down.
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Equality quietly facing the fist
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Are you angry and tired that your point has been missed?
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Will you go to the back-room
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And study the list
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Of the gamblers using the phone
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On the southbound train going down.
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Fraternity failing to fight back the tears
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Will it take an eternity breaking all the fears?
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And what will the passenger do when he hears-
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That he's already paid for the crown
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On the southbound train going down.
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Southbound Train
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David Crosby |