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Translate the highlighted words as you listen to the song
Nothin'
really ends
For
things
to
stay
the same
they
have to
change
again
Hello
my old friend
You
change
your name
but
not
the
ways
you
play pretend
American
Requiem
Them
big ideas
are buried
here
Amen
It's
a lot of
talkin'
going on
While
I
sing
my song
Can you
hear
me?
me'
said
'Do
you
hear
me?'
Looka
dere,
looka dere
now
Looka
dere,
looka dere
Looka-looka,
looka
dere,
looka dere
Looka-looka,
looka
dere,
looka dere
Looka-looka,
looka
dere,
looka dere
Looka-looka,
looka
dere,
looka dere
It's
a lotta
chatter
in
here
But
let me
make
myself clear
Can you
hear
me
?
Or
do you
fear
me?
Can we
stand for
something
?
Now
is
the time
to face
the wind
Coming
in
peace
and
love,
y'all
A lotta
takin' up
space
Salty
tears
beyond
my gaze
Can you
stand
me?
Can you
stand
me?
Can you
stand
me?
Can you
stand
me?
Can we
stand?
Can you
stand
me
?
Can you
stand
me?
Can you
stand
me?
Can you
stand with
me?
Can we
stand for
something?
Now
is
the time
to face
the wind
Now
ain't the time
to pretend
Now
is
the time
to
let love in
Thinking
to myself
It's
a lot of
talkin'
going on
While
I
sing
my song
Do you
hear
me
when i say
?
Do you
hear
me
when
I
say?
Looka
dere,
looka dere
Looka,
look
Looka-looka-looka-looka-looka
Looka-looka
dere,
looka dere
L-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-looka
dere
Looka
dere,
looka dere
Looka
dere,
looka dere
Can you
stand
me?
Can you
stand
me?
Can you
stand
me?
Can you
stand
me?
Can you
stand
me?
Can you
stand
me?
Can we
stand for
something
?
Now
is
the time
to face
the wind
Now
ain't the time
to pretend
Now
is
the time
to
let love in
Together
can we
stand?
Looka dere
looka
in my hand
The grandbaby
of
a moonshine man
Gadsden
Alabama
Got
folk
down in
Galveston
rooted in
Louisiana
Used to say
I
spoke
'Too
country'
And
the rejection
came
said
'I
wasn't country
'nough'
Said
I
wouldn't
saddle up
but
If
that
ain't
country
tell me
what
is?
Plant
my
bare feet
on
solid ground
for years
They
don't
don't know
how hard
I
had to fight
for this
When
I sang
my song
When
I sang
the song
of abraham
When
the angels
guide
and
take
my hand
No
Goodbye to
what
has been
A pretty house
that
we
never
settled in
A
funeral
for
fair-weather friends
I am
the one
to
cleanse me
of
my father's sins
American
Requiem
Them
big ideas
are buried
here
Amen