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Musical: Ragtime
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[MOTHER] Goodbye my love. God bless you. And I suppose, Bless America, too. You have places to discover, Oceans to conquer, You need to know I'll be there at the window While you go on your way. I accept that. But, what of the people Who stay where they're out, Planted like flowers with roots underfoot. I know some of those people Have hearts that would rather Go Journeying On the sea. Tell me, What of the people Whose boudaries chafe, Who marry so bravely And end up so safe. Tell me how to be someone Whose heart can explore While still staying here. Let this be the year We both travel... Goodbye, my love Journey on.
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