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McGINN |
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On the Road to Aldermaston
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On the road from Aldermaston on an Easter Sunday morn The sun rose high that morning to guide us on
our way,
And as we looked high on his smiling eye these words I heard him say, ‘For far too long I've been hid from view by dark and thunderous clouds, But now I can shine on this daughter of mine with
her singing, surging crowd
I'll lead you to Trafalgar and I'll lead you further still,
On the road from Aldermaston on an Easter Sunday morn |
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