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Hand me down all stories Sweet bitter truths to live by May their pleasures be repeated Throughout our little lives Hand me down my walking cane It hangs there on that nail above Go driving with the devil And he＇ll cut you with the chains of love O, hand me down all stories Sweet bitter truths to live by May their pleasures be repeated Throughout our little lives Lie down with the lilies waving in the field And listen for the faintest cry Love may wish to make a home And peace may visit by and by O, there was a time, the story goes When all creation shone the same If divide, divide is your desire You＇ll darken every promise made Weave stories from the headline Into your lullabies tonight Storm of ages, heads hung low Chariots are running on the rocky road It takes a fool to foul the water wheel And another fool to bring him down They＇ll be dancing, dancing in the streets If memory ever finds this town O, hand me down all stories Sweet bitter truths to live by May their pleasures be repeated Throughout our little lives May their pleasures be repeated Throughout our little lives May their pleasures be repeated Throughout our little lives May their pleasures be repeated Throughout our little lives May their pleasures be repeated Throughout our little lives May their pleasures be repeated Throughout our little lives