When you walk through a storm, Hold your head up high, And don't be afraid of the dark, At the end of the storm is a golden sky. And the sweet silver song of a lark. Walk on through the wind, Walk on through the rain, Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown, |: Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart, And you'll never walk alone. You'll never walk alone :| |
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