| There’s a song in the land of the lily
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| Each sweetheart has heard with a sigh
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| Over high garden walls this sweet echo falls
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| As a soldier boy whispers goodbye
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| Smile the while you kiss me sad adieu
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| When the clouds roll by I’ll come to you
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| Then the skies will seem more blue
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| Down in Lover’s Lane, my dearie
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| Wedding bells will ring so merrily
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| Ev’ry tear will be a memory
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| So wait and pray each night for me
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| Till we meet again
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| Though goodbye means the birth of a teardrop
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| Hello means the birth of a smile
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| And the smile will erase the tear blighting trace
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| When we meet in the after awhile
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| Smile the while you kiss me sad adieu
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| When the clouds roll by I’ll come to you
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| Then the skies will seem more blue
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| Down in Lover’s Lane, my dearie
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| Wedding bells will ring so merrily
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| Ev’ry tear will be a memory
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| So wait and pray each night for me
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| Till we meet again |