Fifty Miles Of Elbow Room

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    Twelve hundred miles its length and breadth
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    the four square city stands
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    it's gem set walls of jasper shine, not made with human hands.
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    One hundred miles its gates are wide, abundant entrance there,
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    with fifty miles of elbow room, on either side to spare.

          D
When the gates swing wide on the other side,
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just beyond the sunset sea,

there'll be room to spare as we enter there,
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room for you and room for me.
         D
For the gates are wide on the other side,
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where the flowers ever bloom,
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on the right hand, on the left hand, fifty miles of elbow room.

         D
    Sometimes I'm cramped and crowded here,
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    and long for elbow room,
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    I want to reach for altitude where fairer flowers bloom.
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    It won't be long till I shall pass into that city fair,
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    with fifty miles of elbow room on either side to spare.