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Words, words, words In my old Bible How much of truth remains? If I only understood them, While my lips pronounced them, Would not my life be changed? Words, words, words In Tom's old Declaration How much of truth remains? If I only understood them, While my lips pronounced them, Would not my life be changed? Words, words, words In my old songs and stories How much of truth remains? If I only understood them, While my lips pronounced them, Would not my life be changed? Words, words, words On cracked old pages How much of truth remains? If my mind could understand them, And if my life pronounced them,