| He made the night a little brighter
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| Wherever he would go The old lamplighter
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| Of long, long ago
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| His snowy hair was so much whiter
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| Beneath the candle glow
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| The old lamplighter
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| Of long, long ago
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| You’d hear the patter of his feet
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| As he came toddling down the street
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| His smile would cheer a lonely heart you see
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| If there were sweethearts in the park
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| He’d pass a lamp and leave it dark
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| Remembering the days that used to be For he recalled when things were new
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| He loved someone who loved him too
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| Who walks with him alone in memories
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| He made the night a little brighter
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| Wherever he would go The old lamplighter
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| Of long, long ago
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| His snowy hair was so much whiter
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| Beneath the candle glow
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| The old lamplighter
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| Of long, long ago
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| Now if you look up in the sky
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| You’ll understand the reason why
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| The little stars at night are all aglow
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| He turns them on when night is near
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| He turns them off when dawn is here
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| The little man we left so long ago
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| He made the night a little brighter
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| Wherever he would go The old lamplighter of long, long ago |