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Come with the raising, Of you. Two years ago in the woods, Saw a branch, Fall in the brook. I'll lead you, i'll lead you, To your throne. But it's up to my knees now, Build me up, for the breakdown. And i carried this all for you, And you know i did. And i bottled it just for you, And you know i did. Taking hold caught a rash, And i did it all for you.