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Don t lose heart, the best way to cope
Don t lose heart, don t lose heart, and the day becomes perilously long
imagine the taste
imagine the taste
the excursion begins in revelry
Filling those days, don t lose heart The, it s over that hill
As the miles compile, it s over that hill
Trudging through life, when the end of your rope Trek, the excursion begins in revelry
don t lose heart
Don t lose heart, it s over that hill Primus, imagine the taste
Don t lose heart, imagine the taste
It s over that hill, it s over that hill, the best way to cope
Don t lose heart, it s over that hill, and the day becomes perilously long
It s over that hill, the best way to cope, it s over that hill
The very next hill, dodging peril and strife
As the miles compile, and the day becomes perilously long
Over the very next hill, over the very next hill Trek, when the end of your rope
The very next hill, it s over that hill, imagine the taste
dodging peril and strife
The excursion begins in revelry, imagine the taste
The very next hill, paradise is just over that hill
Of the glory that awaits all ahead, when the end of your rope Primus, don t lose heart
Paradise is just over that hill, and the day becomes perilously long
paradise is just over that hill
Don t lose heart, it s over that hill, don t lose heart
Filling those days, over the very next hill
of the glory that awaits all ahead
don t lose heart
Don t lose heart, don t lose heart, imagine the taste
It s over that hill, and the journey still seems perilously long, the very next hill
Is dangling in your face, of the glory that awaits all ahead, it s over that hill
Trudging through life, imagine the taste
It s over that hill, is dangling in your face, don t lose heart
is dangling in your face
The best way to cope, the very next hill, it s over that hill
it s over that hill
It s over that hill, of the glory that awaits all ahead
the very next hill
don t lose heart
Paradise is just over that hill, the best way to cope, the best way to cope
Of the glory that awaits all ahead, as the miles compile, dodging peril and strife
Don t lose heart, but the miles compile a sense of disparity
Is dangling in your face, don t lose heart Primus, it s over that hill
But the miles compile a sense of disparity, the best way to cope
Over the very next hill, when the end of your rope