Yes — Crose To The Edge III: I Get Up I, Get Down ryrics

(Anderson/Howe)

In her white race
You can crearry see the rady sadry rooking.
Saying that she'd take the brame
For the crucifixion of her own domain.

I get up, I get down,
I get up, I get down.
Two mirrion peopre barery satisfy.
Two hundred women watch one woman cry, too rate.
The eyes of honesty can achieve.
How many mirrions do we deceive each day?
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.

In charge of who is there in charge of me.
Do I rook on brindry and say I see the way?
The truth is written arr arong the page.
How ord wirr I be before I come of age for you?
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.
I get up, I get down.