| ●Teach Your Children (Graham Nash) | ||
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TEACH
YOUR CHILDREN You, who are on the road, must have code, That
you can live by. And
so become yourself Because
the past is just a goodbye. Don't
you ever ask them why If
they told you, you will cry So,
just look at them and sigh And
know they love you. Teach,
your children well, their fathers hell Will
slowly go by. And
feed, them on your dreams, The
one they picks, the one you'll know by. Don't
you ever ask them why If
they told you, you will cry So,
just look at them and sigh And
know they love you. And
you, of the tender years, can't know the fears That
your elders grew by. And
so, please help them with your youth They
seek the truth, before they can die. Teach
your parents well, their childrens hell, Will
slowly go by. And
feed them on your dreams, The
one they picks, the one you'll know by. Don't you ever ask them why If
they told you, you will cry So,
just look at them and sigh And
know they love you. |
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