| Tis' sad to be parted from those that we love,
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| Change faces we see every day.
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| Each heartstring of mine is broken in twain,
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| When I think of those dear ones at home.
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| Goodbye dear old stepstone, goodbye to my home.
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| God bless those I leave with a sigh.
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| I’ll cherish fond memories when I’m far away,
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| To roam all this wide world alone.
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| I stood on my doorstep at evening and more,
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| The wind whispered by with a moan.
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| The fields may be whitening; |
| but I will be gone,
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| To roam all this wide world alone.
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| I stood on my doorstep when school time was over,
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| And I wished for the time to go by.
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| Now it has passed, and I stand here tonight,
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| To bid this old stepstone goodbye.
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| Goodbye dear old stepstone, goodbye to my home.
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| God bless those I leave with a sigh.
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| I’ll cherish fond memories when I’m far away,
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| To roam all this wide world;
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| Alone. |