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                    Children of Rock 'n' Roll    (John Lodge)

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     You have to know where you're going before you say goodbye

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     You have to know what you're asking before you ask why

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     And I think to myself wonderful way

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     My world revolves just a different way

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     And I think for a while reflecting a smile

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     If changes are coming I gotta say

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     You have to know where you're going before you say goodbye

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     You have to know what you're asking before you ask why

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     Love, love children of rock'n'roll, love, love, raised on rock'n'roll

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     I remember all the words of love that we sang out of tune

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     Waving goodbye to a generation as we danced by the light of the moon

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     I remember oh so clear how the world looked from Blueberry Hill

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     When you sang all the songs on a 6 string guitar

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     And made you a rock'n'roll star

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     You have to know where you're going before you say goodbye

                 D  A              D  A     Bm       D   A
     You have to know what you're asking before you ask why

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     Children of rock'n'roll, raised on rock'n'roll

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     Children of rock'n'roll

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     We played Elysian Park until the night was dark

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     Children of rock'n'roll

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     We travelled eight miles high we never saw the sky

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     Children of rock'n'roll

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     We had a beautiful day when an island gave way to the

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     Children of rock'n'roll

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     And in the garden of dreams we found out what it means to be the

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     Children of rock'n'roll, raised on rock'n'roll ....

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Written by:    Mick Anderson     hsteinke@extro.ucc.su.oz.au
                              or manderso@ntnecss1.telecom.com.au
Assisted by:   Ria Heeringa
               Shelley Giblin
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