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Everybody's wonderin' what and where they all came from.
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Everybody's worryin' 'bout where they're gonna go when the whole thing's done.
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But no one knows for certain and so it's all the same to me.
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I think I'll just let the mystery be.
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Some say once you're gone you're gone forever, and some say you're gonna come back.
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Some say you rest in the arms of the Saviour if in sinful ways you lack.
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Some say that they're comin' back in a garden, bunch of carrots and little sweet peas.
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I think I'll just let the mystery be.
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Everybody's wonderin' what and where they all came from.
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Everybody's worryin' 'bout where they're gonna go when the whole thing's done.
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But no one knows for certain and so it's all the same to me.
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I think I'll just let the mystery be.
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Some say they're goin' to a place called Glory and I ain't saying it ain't a fact.
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But I've heard that I'm on the road to purgatory and I don't like the sound of that.
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Well, I believe in love and I live my life accordingly.
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But I choose to let the mystery be.
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Everybody's wonderin' what and where they all came from.
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Everybody's worryin' 'bout where they're gonna go when the whole thing's done.
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But no one knows for certain and so it's all the same to me.
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I think I'll just let the mystery be.
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I think I'll just let the mystery be.