I’m packing up my cares and weary mind
I’m on my way to a better place
I’m leaving hate and prejudice behind
I’m on my way to a better place
Where love is free, to hell with hate
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When an artist dies he or she gets to pick one song to be remembered by for ever. Instantly, this song will become the Number One Song all over in Heaven.
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