| Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine
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| I’ll taste your strawberries, I’ll drink your sweet wine
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| A million tomorrows shall all pass away
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| Ere I forget all the joy that is mine today
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| I’ll be a dandy and I’ll be a rover
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| You’ll know who I am by the song that I sing
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| I’ll feast at your table, I’ll sleep in your clover
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| Who cares what the morrow shall bring?
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| Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine
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| I’ll taste your strawberries, I’ll drink your sweet wine
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| I can’t be contented with yesterday’s glory
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| I can’t live on promises winter to spring (winter to spring)
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| Today is my moment and now is my story
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| I’ll laugh and I’ll cry and I’ll sing
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| Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine
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| I’ll taste your strawberries, I’ll drink your sweet wine
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| A million tomorrows shall all pass away
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| Ere I forget all the joy that is mi-uh-ine today |