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Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send them to me,
Send them to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door
I lift my lamp
I lift my lamp
I lift my lamp
I lift my lamp
I lift my lamp
I lift my lamp
I lift my lamp
I lift my lamp
I lift my lamp beside the golden door
WRITERS
Nathaniel Moikabi, Emily Richards
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Lyrics © SENTRIC MUSIC
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