You got to find that little old light that's within,
You got to fire the little old light from within,
When you reach the end, and you ain't got no friend,
You got to shine that little old light from within.
You got to hold tight to the light from within,
You got to think right from that light that's within,
When you reach the end and got to start over again,
You got to fire that little old light from within.
This light don't need no kerosine,
This light don't need no coal,
This light don't need no diesel fuel,
This light runs on soul,
You got to find that little old light from within.
It's there.
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