You can't fool all of the people

And it galls me to remember I tried

Those whom the Lord

Has joined with his sword

Let no man put aside

The kiss on your lips tastes of wormwood

So swing low, Iscariot, my friend

I'm promising you

I'm gonna see it right through

Hold out to the bitterest end

I'm gonna hold out, hold out

Hold out to the bitterest end

I fear neither hell nor high water

Come October this time I'll be gone

There's changes to be made

And some debts to be paid

I'm a desperate man from now on

How are the mighty fallen

Living to regret every day

There's music to be faced

So I'm leaving this place

Gonna hold out and find my own way

I'm gonna hold out, hold out

Hold out and find my own way

I'm gonna hold out, hold out

Hold out and find my own way

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