when you walk through a storm
keep your chin up high
and don't be afraid of the dark
at the end of a storm
is a golden sky and the sweet
silver song of the lark
walk on through the wind,
walk on through the rain
may 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
repeat

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