"The D"

Allee Willis/ Andrae Alexander

Some folks live on the mountaintop.
Some at the end of a broom.
Some hang down by the riverside.
Some suck on a silver spoon.



Spirit's somethin that lives inside.
Ain't nothin money can buy.
Hope rise up from these city streets
that once were burning with pride.

Buildings may be crumblin down.
They can heal with a can of paint.
Shiny canvases to an artist's eyes
with passion of a saint. 


Pray on it.
Stay on it.
Plant a kiss
and remember
life's a gift.
So play with it.
Stay with it.
Bit by bit
all the pieces
make The D
the perfect fit.

Nowhere else in the whole world
has gotten people to move.
Music, motors and Coney Dogs...
We always been in the groove.

Soul's our version of pedigree
You learn it good when you're down.
If you got any sense you keep holdin' on
'cause one day it comes back around.



Right now is the time to be
optimistic baby, full of dreams.
From the ashes come the miracles
if you stay strong and believe.

Pray on it.
Stay on it.
Plant a kiss
and remember
life's a gift.
So play with it.
Stay with it.
Bit by bit
all the pieces
make The D
the perfect fit.

DEtroit City!
DEtroit City!
DEtroit City!
DEtroit City!

Pray on it.
Stay on it.
Plant a kiss
and remember
life's a gift.
So play with it.
Stay with it.
Bit by bit
all the pieces
make The D
the perfect fit.

Pray on it.
Stay on it.
Plant a kiss
and remember
life's a gift.
So play with it.
Stay with it.
Bit by bit
all the pieces
make The D
the perfect fit.

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