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20 Years

There are twenty years to go
And twenty ways to know
Who will wear
Who will wear the hat

There are twenty years to go
The best of all I hope
Join the ride
The medicine show

Them’s the breaks
For we design a fate
We need to concentrate
On more then meets the eye

There are twenty years to go
The faithful and the low
The best of starts
The broken hearts of stone

There are twenty years to go
The punch-drunk end the blow
The worst of starts
The mercy part that bones

Them’s the breaks
For we design a fate
We need to concentrate
On more than meets the eye

Them’s the breaks
For we design a fate
But it’s you I take
Because you’re the truth not I

There arе twenty years to go
A golden age I know
But all will pass
Will end too fast you know
There are twenty years to go
And many friends I hope
Though some may hold the ropes
Some hold the rope

That’s the end
And that’s the start of it
That’s the whole
And that’s the part of it
That’s the highs
And that’s the heart of it
That’s the long
And that’s the short of it
That’s the best
And that’s the test in it
That’s the doubt
The doubt, the trust in it
That’s the sight
And that’s the sound of it
That’s the gift
That’s the trick in it

You’re the truth not I…
You’re the truth not I…