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Let Them Talk lyrics
In my early childhood like all girls and boys I would cry over my broken toys
The toy I remember was rusted in the rain the words of my mother eased all the pain
The more we may stumble the less we shall fall
There's one who was burdened much greater than all
The long Gallileean who's hands hold the scars
The more we remember the bigger we are
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My childhood is over my toy put away the treehouse is empty where I used to play
Like toys that are broken the heartaches I've known
The more we may stumble...
(The more we remember the bigger we are)
Part of these releases
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- Track 1 on A Taste Of Honey: Live In New Orleans 1977
- 2 Taste of Honey
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- Track 8 on A Taste Of Honey: Live In New Orleans 1977 Disc 2
- 7 True
- 9 Tico Tico/Papa Was A Rascal
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