When you walk through a storm, hold your head up high.
And don’t be afraid of the dark.
At the end of the storm, there’s a golden sky.
And the sweet, silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on, walk on
With hope in your heart
And you’ll never walk alone.
You’ll never walk alone.
Walk on, walk on
With hope in your heart
And you’ll never walk alone.
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