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When the songs I sing turn to ashes on my tongue
When I look in the mirror, see I’m no longer young
Then I got to start the job of separating false from true
And then I know, I know I need the love of you
When I found tarnish on some of my brightest dreams
When some folks I trusted turned out not to be what they seemed
Then I got to start the job of separating false from true
Then once more I know, I know I need the love of you
No song I sing can make the politicians change their mind
And no song I can sing will take the gun from a hate-filled mind
But I promise you, brothers and sisters of every skin
I’ll sing your story while I’ve breath within
We got to keep on keeping on, even when the sun goes down
And you got to keep on living until another day come around
Meanwhile, you better start over separating false from true
And more and more and more, you know I need the love of you
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Writer: Pete Seeger