When you walk through the storm
hold your head up high
and don’t be afraid of the dark.
hold your head up high
and don’t be afraid of the dark.
At the end of the storm
it's a golden sky
and the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the rain,
walk on through the storm
though your dreams be tossed and blown.
walk on through the storm
though your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on,
walk on with a hope in your heart,
And you’ll never walk alone.
You’ll never walk alone
And you’ll never walk alone.
You’ll never walk alone
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