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Songwriter: Moore, Daniel
Wash away my trouble, wash away my pain
With the rain of Shambala
Wash away my sorrow, wash away my shame
With the rain of Shambala
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Everyone is helpful, everyone is kind
On the road to Shambala
Everyone is lucky, everyone is so kind
On the road to Shambala
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How does your light shine in the halls of Shambala
How does your light shine in the halls of Shambala
I can tell my sister by the flowers in her eyes
On the road to Shambala
I can tell my brothers by the flowers in his eye
On the road to Shambala
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How does your light shine in the halls of Shambala
How does your light shine in the halls of Shambala
How does your light shine in the halls of Shambala
Tell me, how does your light shine in the halls of Shambala
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Ah, ooh ooh oo oo ooh ooh yeah, Shambala
Ah, ooh ooh oo oo ooh ooh yeah, road to Shambala