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^GYou say the hill's too steep to climb ^C ^Bb ^Bb ^GClimb it. ^C ^Bb ^Bb ^GYou say you'd like to see me try ^C ^Bb ^Bb ^GClimbing. ^C ^Bb ^Bb

^AYou pick the place and I'll choose the ^Dtime And I'll ^Gclimb That hill in my ^Cown way. ^GJust wait a while for the ^Cright day. ^GAnd as I rise above the tree ^Clines and the clouds I look ^Ddown, in the ^Csound of the things you've said to^Gday.

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^GFearlessly the idiot faced the crowd ^C ^Bb ^Bb ^GSmiling. ^C ^Bb ^Bb ^GMerciless the magistrate turns 'round ^C ^Bb ^Bb ^GFrowning. ^C ^Bb ^Bb

^AAnd who's the fool who wears the cr^Down? And go ^Gdown, in your ^Cown way ^GAnd every day is the ^Cright day ^GAnd as you rise above the ^Cfear-lines in his brow You look ^Ddown, hear the ^Csounds of the faces in the c^Growd.