| I don’t want to ride
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| The milk train anymore
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| I’ll go to bed at nine
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| And waken with the dawn
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| And lunch at half passed noon
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| Dinner prompt at five
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| The comfort of a few old friends
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| Long passed their prime
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| Pass the tea and sympathy
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| For the good ol' days long gone
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| We’ll drink a toast to those who most
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| Believe in what they want
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| It’s a long, long time 'til mornin'
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| Lays wasted on the dawn
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| I’ll not write another line
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| For my true love is gone
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| When the guests have done
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| I’ll tidy up the room
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| I’ll turn the covers down
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| And gazing at the moon
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| I’ll pray to go quite mad
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| And live in long ago
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| Where you and I were once
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| So very long ago
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| Pass the tea and sympathy
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| For the good ole’days long gone
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| Let’s drink a toast
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| To those who most
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| Believe in what they want
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| It’s a long, long time 'til morning
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| Lays wasted on the dawn
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| I’ll not write another line
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| For my true love is gone
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| When I have no dreams
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| To give you anymore
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| I’ll lite a blazing fire
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| And wait within the door
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| And throw my life away
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| «I wonder why?», they all will say
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| Now I lay me down to sleep
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| Forever and a day
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| Pass the tea and sympathy
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| For the good ol' days are dead
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| Let’s drink a toast to those who best
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| Surrvived the life they’ve led
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| It’s a long, long time 'til mornin'
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| So build your fires high
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| Now I lay me down to sleep
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| Forever by your side |