I'm gonna leave this town I've got
to start a new life I've got to bring
myself on I'm gonna leave all these
trouble and strife
I'm gonna work hard everyday And never
feel blue And I'm gonna do it all With
a little help from you
All my life I've been down and out I
had no place to go But now things, I
know They're gonna be a-changing, girl I
ain't gonna be a-hanging around this
place here no more
I'm going down to the station I got
my little old suitcase in my hand I'm
feeling those good vibrations I'm gonna
find myself
the promised land
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