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My strings how they'll jangle
My voice how it will rise
In a feathery tangle
And meet the truth above this world, among the skies
More powerful than riches
More precious than your gold
Holier than your churches
Bewildering as desert cold
You can lock me in jail
Cheat me of all I own
Tie me to the rails
Leave me forsaken and alone
But you can't take my song away...