Stairway to Heaven
Led Zeppelin
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There's a | lady who's | sure all that | glitters is | gold and she's | buying a stairway to | hea | ven. |
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When she | get's there she | knows if the | stores are all | closed |
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With a | word she can get what she | came | for | | - | ooh | ooh | ooh | ooh |
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| And she's | buying a | stairway to | heaven. |
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There's a | sign on the | wall but she | wants to be | sure, |
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cause you | know sometimes | words have | two | meanings. |
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In a | tree by the | brook, there's a | songbird who | sings, |
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sometimes | all of our thoughts are mis | gi | ven. | | | | | | | |
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| | | Oh it makes me | wonder | | | | | | | | | oh, makes me wonder |
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There's a | feeling I | get when I | look to the west, And my | spirit is | crying for | lea | ving. |
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In my | thoughts I have | seen rings of | smoke through the trees, And the | voices of | those who stand | loo | king. |
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| | | Oh it makes me | wonder | | | | | | | | | oh, makes me wonder |
and it whispert that soon, if we all call the tune, Than the piper will lead us to reason. | |
And a new day will dawn - for those who stand long, And the forrests will echo with laughter. | |
Oh it makes me wonder oh oh | |
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow - Don't be alarmed now, It's just a spring clean for the may-queen. | |
Yes there are two paths you can go by - But in the long run, It's still time to change the road you're on. | |
Oh it makes me wonder oh oh | |
Your head is hummin' and it won't go in a case, you don't know, The piper's calling you to join him. | |
Dear lady can you hear the wind blow and did you know, Your stairway lies on the whispering wind. | |
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| And as we | wind on down the | road | Our shadows | taller than our | soul. |
There walks a lady we all know, Who shines white light and wants to show, | |
How everything still turn to gold. | |
And if you listen very hard, The tune will come to you at last. | |
when all are one and one is all, to be a rock and not a roll. | |
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| And she's buying a stairway to hea | ven |
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