| A moment after dark around the park
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| An old-fashion gent comes parading
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| Dressed in funny clothes but singing as he goes
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| The Lamplighter’s Serenade
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| The old boy loves to talk with couples on the walk
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| But when it’s half after love time
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| He reaches for his sticks and from his bag of tricks
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| He lights every star in the sky
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| And if a lady or a beau should answer no
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| He sprinkles their hearts with his magic
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| Then he steals away to sing another day
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| The Lamplighter’s Serenade
|
| The old boy loves to talk with the couples on the walk
|
| But when it’s half after love time
|
| He reaches for his sticks and from his bag of tricks
|
| He lights every star in the sky
|
| And if a lady or a beau should answer no
|
| He sprinkles their hearts with his magic
|
| Then he steals away to sing another day
|
| The Lamplighter’s Serenade |