| Leaves begin to fall, feel the winter call,
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| And the summer sighs, taken from her prize.
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| I remember her, how could I forget,
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| She sold Blackpool rock in a funny hat.
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| Snow is on the ground, winter turns around,
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| I can’t forget the games we played,
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| (Then she told me that she knew),
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| In the summer days,
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| (How they make the letters go right through).
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| I remember her, how could I forget,
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| She sold Blackpool rock in a funny hat.
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| Many voices speak but I just fall asleep,
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| They complicate my day,
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| (Then she told me that she knew),
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| Don’t have time to breath,
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| (How they make the letters go right through).
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| I remember her, how could I forget,
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| She sold Blackpool rock in a funny hat.
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| Then she told me that she knew,
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| How they make the letters go right through.
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| I remember her, how could I forget,
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| She sold Blackpool rock in a funny hat. |