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We take care of our own 
by 
Bruce Springsteen 
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I've been knockin' on the door that holds the throne 
I've been lookin' for the map that leads me home 
I've been stumblin' on good hearts turned to stone 
The road of good intentions has gone dry as 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 Superdome 
We yelled "help" but the cavalry stayed home 
There ain't no-one hearing the bugle blown 
We take care of our own 
We take care of our own 
Wherever this flag's flown 
We take care of our own 
 
Where the eyes, the eyes with the will to see 
Where the hearts, that run over with mercy 
Where's the love that has not forsaken me 
Where's the work that set my hands, my soul free 
Where's the spirit that'll reign, reign over me 
Where's the promise, from sea to shining sea 
Where's the promise, from sea to shining sea 
Wherever this flag is flown 
Wherever this flag is flown 
Wherever this flag is 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 
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