Oh the Earth raced around the,
Huge yellow chariot,
The blinding yellow on this globe,
The blinding yellow chariot,
Meant everything to the globe,
When it wore it's radiating yellow robe,
To heat, and warm and give light.
To make all nature seem right.
People bathed in this chariot's light.
People farmed in it's promise.
People loved this,
Blinding yellow chariot of light.
Turning and turning, in it's celestial race course.
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