I walked this places,
For fifty years,
Of many days,
And many nights,
Of my life.
Trying to do the right thing,
On getting to,
That holy place.
As I climb that same hill,
Of right and wrong,
All the days of my life.
Trying to make it to the other side,
It was much green over there
Is heaven or hell,
what we make of our life,
Right here on earth.
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