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Eb She was walking in the street, looked
Ab up and noticed.
He
C was nameless, he
Eb was homeless.
She asked him his name and told him
Ab what hers was.
He gave her
G a story about life with a glint
Cm in his eye.
And a corner of a smile, one conversation.
A simple
Eb moment,
Bb the things
Cm that change us.
If we notice when we look up
Bb sometimes.
Eb They said I would never make it.
But I was built to break the mold.
The only dream that I've been chasing is
Bb my own.
So I sing a song
Cm for the hustlers.
Trading
Ab at the bus stop,
Bb single mothers.
Waiting
Eb on a jet
Bb to come,
Cm young teachers.
Ab Students after sons
Bb on the front line.
Knowing
Eb they don't get
Bb to run.
Cm This goes up
Ab to the underdog.
Bb Keep on keeping
Eb at what
Bb you love.
And
Cm you'll find that
Ab someday soon enough.
You
Bb will rise up, rise up.
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Eb Bb She's riding
Cm in a taxi back to the kitchen.
Talking to the driver
Eb about his wife and his children.
On a run from a country where they put
Ab you in prison.
For being a woman,
Eb you speak in your mind.
She looked in his eyes in the mirror
Ab and he smiled.
One
Eb conversation, a single moment.
The things
Cm that change us.
Ab If we notice when
Eb we look up
Bb sometimes.
Cm They said I _
Ab _ _
Bb.
would never make it.
But I was built
Eb to break the mold.
The only dream that I've
Ab been chasing is
Gm my own.
Bb So I sing a song
Cm for the hustlers.
Trading
Ab at the bus stop,
Bb single mothers.
Waiting
Eb on a jet
Bb to come,
Cm young teachers.
Ab Students after sons
Bb on the front line.
Knowing
Eb they don't get
Bb to run.
Cm This goes up
Ab to the underdog.
Gm Keep on keeping
Eb at what
Bb you love.
Cm And you'll find that
Ab someday soon enough.
Bb You will rise up, rise
Cm up.
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Bb.
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Gm Cm can ride.
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I sing a
Cm song for the hustlers.
Ab Trading at the bus stop,
Bb single mothers.
Eb Waiting on a jet to come,
Cm young teachers.
Ab Students after
Bb sons on the front line.
Knowing
Eb they don't get
Bb to run.
Cm This goes up
Ab to the underdog.
Bb Keep on keeping
Eb at
Bb what you love.
Cm And you'll find that
Ab someday soon enough.
Bb You will rise up, rise up.
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