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by Bruce Springsteen I been knocking on the door that holds the throne I been looking for the map that leads me home I been stumbling on good hearts turned to stone The road of good intentions has gone dry as a bone We take care of our own We take care of our own Wherever this flag's flown We take care of our own From Chicago to New Orleans From the muscle to the bone From the shotgun shack to the Super Dome There ain't no help, the cavalry stayed home There ain't no one hearing the bugle blowin' We take care of our own We take care of our own Wherever this flag's flown We take care of our own Where're the eyes, the eyes with the will to see Where are the hearts that run over with mercy Where's the love that has not forsaken me Where's the work that'll set my hands, my soul free Where's the spirit that'll reign rain over me Where's the promise from sea to shining sea Where's the promise from sea to shining sea Wherever this flag's flown Wherever this flag's flown Wherever this flag's flown We take care of our own We take care of our own Wherever this flag's flown We take care of our own We take care of our own We take care of our own Wherever this flag's flown We take care of our own © 2012 Bruce Springsteen (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved. Reprinted By Permission.
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