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Carpenters - without a song
Without a song the day would never end
Without a song the road would never bend
When things go wrong oh
A man ain’t got a friend
Without a song
A field of corn would never see a plow
That field of corn would be deserted now
A man is born, but he’s no good no how
Without a song
Without a song
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