I march in the parade of liberty But as long as I love you I'm not free. How long must I suffer such abuse Won't you let me see you smile one time before I turn you loose?
I've given up the game, I've got to leave, The pot of gold is only make-believe. The treasure can't be found by men who search Whose gods are dead and whose queens are in the church.
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But as long as I love you I'm not free.
How long must I suffer such abuse
Won't you let me see you smile one time before I turn you loose?
I've given up the game, I've got to leave,
The pot of gold is only make-believe.
The treasure can't be found by men who search
Whose gods are dead and whose queens are in the church.
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