| Oh Sandy Grey, are you going away?
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| Leave me a message before parting
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| Time has changed you and the things that pain you
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| Are the things you think of as you’re starting
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| Oh Sandy Grey, it’s only this I’ll pray:
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| That you might stay here one more day in laughter
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| Won’t you hang around and hold me, repeat all the lies you told me?
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| — Do your rambling after
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| Oh Sandy Grey, whatever made you want to stay?
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| And now what makes you want to be a-leaving?
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| Is it the same thing they found when they laid your father down
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| Or are your reasons even worth retrieving?
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| Oh Sandy Grey, don’t leave me just today
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| Don’t think on the road you’ll be a-going
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| Think of all the time and the days we’ve had to mind
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| Of the future, there’s no way of knowing
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| Oh Sandy Grey, I thought I heard you say
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| That you ain’t heard one word that I’ve been speaking
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| There’s no use in trying you escaping from my mind
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| And I’ll never see the world you’re seeking
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| Oh Sandy Grey, are you going away?
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| Leave me a message before parting
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| Time has changed you and the things that pain you
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| Are the things you think of as you’re starting |