| Here’s to my lady
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| Here’s a toast to my lady
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| And all that my lady means to me
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| Like a hearth in the winter
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| A breeze in the summer
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| A spring to remember is she
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| No the years may grow colder
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| As people grow older
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| It’s shoulder to shoulder we’ll be
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| But be it sunshine or shady
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| Here’s my love to my lady
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| And I pray, may she always love me
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| Thought the years may grow colder
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| As people grow older
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| It’s shoulder to shoulder we’ll be
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| But be it sunshine or shady
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| Here’s my love to my lady
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| I pray, may she always love me |