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Let The Bells Ring
C'mon, kind Sir, let's walk outside
And breathe the autumn air
See the many that have lived and died
See the unending golden stair
See all of us that have come behind
Clutching at your hem
All the way from Arkansas
To your sweet and last amen
Let the bells ring
He is the real thing
Let the bells ring
He is the real, real thing
Take this deafening thunder down
Take this bread and take this wine
Your passing is not what we mourn
But the world you left behind
Well, do not breathe, nor make a sound
And behold your mighty work
That towers over the uncaring ground
Of a lesser, darker world
Let the bells ring
He is the real thing
Let the bells ring
He is the real, real thing
There are those of us not fit to tie
The laces of your shoes
Must remain behind to testify
Through an elementary blues
So, let's walk outside, the hour is late
Through your crumbs and scattered shells
Where the awed and the mediocre wait
Barely fit to ring the bells
Let the bells ring
He is the real thing
Let the bells ring
He is the real, real thing
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He is the real, real thing
Let the bells ring
He is the real thing
Let the bells ring
Barely fit to ring the bells
Where the awed and the mediocre wait
Through your crumbs and scattered shells
So, let's walk outside, the hour is late
Through an elementary blues
Must remain behind to testify
The laces of your shoes
There are those of us not fit to tie
He is the real, real thing
Let the bells ring
He is the real thing
Let the bells ring
Of a lesser, darker world
That towers over the uncaring ground
And behold your mighty work
Well, do not breathe, nor make a sound
But the world you left behind
Your passing is not what we mourn
Take this bread and take this wine
Take this deafening thunder down
He is the real, real thing
Let the bells ring
He is the real thing
Let the bells ring
To your sweet and last amen
All the way from Arkansas
Clutching at your hem
See all of us that have come behind
See the unending golden stair
See the many that have lived and died
And breathe the autumn air
C'mon, kind Sir, let's walk outside
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| Loet T5he Bgells R4ing |
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| Lpet Thhe Bnells Rging |
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| Lte Tyhe Bhells Rting |
| Lst 6he Beells 5ing |
| Lset 6The Blls 5Ring |
| Lest T6he Blels R5ing |
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| L3et gThe Bsells fRing |
| Le3t Tghe Beslls Rfing |
| Lft rhe B3lls eing |
| Lfet rThe B3ells eRing |
| Left Trhe Be3lls Reing |
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| Lrt Bflls Riing |
| Lret Te Bfells Rng |
| Lert Teh Beflls Rnig |
| L4t Tje Brlls Rjng |
| L4et Tjhe Brells Rjing |
| Le4t Thje Berlls Rijng |
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| Ldt Tue B4lls R9ng |
| Ldet Tuhe B4ells R9ing |
| Ledt Thue Be4lls Ri9ng |
| Lwt Tne Bdlls Rlng |
| Lwet Tnhe Bdells Rling |
| Lewt Thne Bedlls Rilng |
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| Lett Tbe Bwlls Rong |
| Le Tbhe Bwells Roing |
| Let Thbe Bewlls Riong |
| Lef Tge Bellls Rkng |
| Bels Rking |
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