Written by Bob Welch. Let me retell A story of old About a man named Moses Who lived long ago He prophicied good He prophicied bad And now that prophecy's Coming to pass Let all your sons, and your daughters Of the golden calf Lay down your burden of sorrow Lay down your burden of hurt Lay it all down, for paradise here on earth A whole lot of people, including myself Thought the story of Moses was just a tall tale But all of the things that we see going on Are just what Moses set down Let all your sons, and your daughters Of the golden-yeah Lay down your burden of sorrow Lay down your burden of hurt Lay it all down, for paradise here on earth Let me retell A story I know About a man named Moses Who lived long ago He prophicied good He prophicied bad And now that prophecy's Coming to pass Let all your sons, and your daughters Of the golden-yeah Lay down your burden of sorrow Lay down your burden of hurt Lay down your burden of sorrow Lay down your burden of hurt Lay down your burden of sorrow Lay down your burden of hurt I just can't imagine a reason for sorrow Just can't imagine the hurt You've got to lay it down You've got to lay it down You've got to lay it down You've got to lay it down I said lay down your burden of sorrow Lay down your burden of hurt Lay down your burden of sorrow There's just no reason to hurt You've got to lay down your burden of sorrow Lay down your burden of hurt I said Lay it all down, for paradise here on earth
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