the CLARKS - Promised Land

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    THE CLARKS LYRICS
    
    "Promised Land"
    It's my decision, I'm gonna be the man
    Smash the television and take a stand
    And it's my opinion, you could use a hand
    Smash the indecision and take my hand
    On this caravan into the promised land
    
    It's my communion, I'm down on my knees
    You've got to pray for our union and believe in me...
    I'm asking for your hand into the promised land
    
    When he met her she was just 19, and everything was right
    On the way back home they stopped and kissed
    On a cold November night
    Five years on he bought a ring
    Almost to the day
    A year went by she gave it back
    Nothing left to say
    
    And it's my confusion, that's tearing me apart
    And your disillusion burns inside my heart
    I've been tried and convicted
    You're sending me away
    I'll have the last inscription
    On judgement day...
    One more lonely man in a foreign land

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