| Oh what a fool I was to ever part
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| From that old gal of mine,
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| When I was blue she used to sooth my heart
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| With rays of golden sunshine,
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| What a difference since she’s gone away,
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| Life don’t seem the same,
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| If she’d only take me back,
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| I’d take all the blame
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| Maybe she’s lonesome, maybe she’s glad
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| She may be happy, she may be sad
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| Maybe — who knows?
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| Maybe she’s living happy and wed
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| Maybe she’s lovin' someone instead
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| Maybe — who knows?
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| While I’m just sighin', crying
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| Fills my heart, my broken heart
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| Mornin', dawning brings no change
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| But sorrow
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| Maybe she needs me, maybe she’s blue,
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| Maybe she loved me more than I knew,
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| Maybe — who knows?
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| While I’m just sighin', cryin'
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| Filling my heart, my broken heart
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| Mornin', dawnin', brings no change
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| But sorrow
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| Maybe she needs me, maybe she’s blue
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| Maybe she loved me more than I knew
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| Maybe — who knows? |