Written by Herbert Buffum
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Twelve hundred miles it's length and breadth that
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Four square city stands
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It's gem set walls of Jasper shine not made with human hands
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One hundred miles it's gates are wide in that great city fair
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With fifty miles of elbow room on either side to spare
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When the gates swing wide on the other side just beyond the sunset sea
There'll be room to spare as we enter there
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There'll be room for you and room for me
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For the gates are wide on the other side where the flowers ever bloom
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On the right hand on the left hand fifty miles of elbow room
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That four square city I shall see when dawn will fall in time
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Sometimes it seems I almost hear the bells of glory chime
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This will be mine when I shall pass into that city fair
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With fifty miles of elbow room on either side to spare
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When the gates swing wide on the other side just beyond the sunset sea
There'll be room to spare as we enter there
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There'll be room for you and room for me
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For the gates are wide on the other side where the flowers ever bloom
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On the right hand on the left hand fifty miles of elbow room
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Sometimes I'm cramped and crowded here and long for elbow room
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I long to reach some altitude where Pharaoh flowers bloom
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This will be mine when I shall pass beyond the gates so fair
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With fifty miles of elbow room on either side to spare
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When the gates swing wide on the other side just beyond the sunset sea
There'll be room to spare as we enter there
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There'll be room for you and room for me
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For the gates are wide on the other side where the flowers ever bloom
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On the right hand on the left hand fifty miles of elbow room
