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Patterned sunrise,
Swept alone away the sunrise.
And under these overpasses,
A towering mountain does rise.
Don't cross the river
Not over there,
There'll be a mystery revealed,
And i'll bet you'll dare.
And if I am to seek
This place you can see,
Whose chariot to follow
So I, can be free?
At night the stars cry,
I gaize upon the lake of backyard.
And over these underpasses,
A towering mountain does lie.
Don't cross the river
Not over there,
There'll be a mystery revealed,
Were meant to share.
So if I am to seek
This place you can see,
Whose chariot to follow
So I, can be free?
Oh no, here we are again.
Oh no, here we are again.
My momma told me,
"don't go 'cross that river,
Because you might not make it back,
The beast gonna eat your heart."
She said, "don't go out there,
Stay upon your track.
This money has torn my family apart,
And we cannot buy it back."
So of course I built my boat,
And I was half upon my way.
When I got to the other side,
The water came rushing down,
Washed me away
Whose chariot? Whose chariot? Whose chariot?
Whose chariot? Whose chariot? Whose chariot?
Whose chariot? Whose chariot? Whose chariot?
Freedom, freedom. Whose chariot?
Freedom, freedom. Whose chariot?
Freedom, I need my freedom. Whose chariot?
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