| Turnin' back the pages I remember how it was with you and me
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| You were just eighteen or so and I was still a kid at twenty-three
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| And we had our share of hard times when we married in the spring of '61
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| But you remember don’t you babe how it was to be in love when we were young
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| It was wakin' in the morning and feelin' deep inside that we were one
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| It was makin' love and dreamin' and hopin' that the best was yet to come
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| It was talkin' of tomorrow learnin' how to fly and how to fall
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| It was reachin' high for rainbows and believin' one by one we’ll catch 'em all
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| Lookin' back I wonder how we ever made it down the road this far
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| Cause I’m still workin' for the county and our savings won’t have fill the
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| mason jar
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| But after all we’re still together and I don’t regret one thing we ever tried
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| We’re still reachin' out with age and hopin' that old wishin' well ain’t dry
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| Yeah we’re wakin' in the morning and knowin' deep inside that we were one
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| Makin' love and dreamin' and lookin' there at all the things we done
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| Talkin' of tomorrow still learnin' how to fly and how to fall
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| We’re still reachin' high for rainbows and still believin' we’ll ever catch 'em
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| all
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| Hmm in fact we ain’t never cut no rainbows
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| Honey I don’t suppose it really matters much at all
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| We’ll wakin' in the morning and knowin' deep inside that we were one
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| Keep makin' love and dreamin' and lookin' there at all the things we done |