Tomorrow I will be loosened
From bonds that hold me fast
That the chains all hung around me
Will fall away at last
From bonds that hold me fast
That the chains all hung around me
Will fall away at last
And on that fine and fateful day
I will take thee in my hands
I will ride on the train
I will be the fisherman
I will take thee in my hands
I will ride on the train
I will be the fisherman
With light in my head
You in my arms
You in my arms
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