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Will my names grown dim?Will my ship come in?What kind of rich man would be I?For today I am a cowardI have fear for what's to comeI've not got the guts to even try.Someday you will be strongMay it carry you onWhen the burdens of life upon you fallAnd may your ship have ironsidesAnd may your riches multiplyMay you have the strength of mind mindTo turn from greedHold fast to loveLet go of prideMay you ever you be satisfiedLet not your excess hide from those in need From Letras Mania