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Текст песни
Every day is a gamble, if you really want to make it through
When you live on the side of the mountain, and the babies all need food
I was the youngest one among us, I got sick and would not eat
Daddy prayed accept his fate, but Mommy would not heed
Carry me across the mountain, before it is too late
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