[Intro (James Poole)]
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[Verse 1 (James Poole)]
I hope that someday
Money grows from your trees
And all your heartache
Packs up its bags and leaves
I hope all your troubles
Blow away in the breeze
And all of your struggles
They work out eventually
And you feel free
[Tag]
Free
[Verse 2 (James Poole, Gabriel)]
I hope that your father
Found his peace, let it be
And that your mother
Finished work before ninety-three
I hope all their struggles
Washed away in the sea
And all of their troubles
They got out eventually
And now they're free
[Tag]
Free
Yeah
Free
[guitar solo]