| It’s good to hear from you again
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| I’m going ok, taking it day by day
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| You know what they say «Can't complain»
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| It’s just these little aches and pains
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| I got ‘em always now, sunshine or rain
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| It must be nice up there on the river
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| Maybe I could visit, I haven’t had a trip in a while
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| There’s nothing much keeping me here
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| I see the gang maybe once or twice a year
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| You and me, we could walk a rambling country mile
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| Test out these little aches and pains
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| When all else goes, they remain
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| Disabled we’re born, disabled we die
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| Is that a cliché? |
| I’ll make it one!
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| And hope it doesn’t get too creaky
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| I have found that what you don’t know WILL hurt you
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| And what doesn’t kill you makes you weaker
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| Leaves you with little aches and pains
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| I got ‘em always now, sunshine or rain
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| Oh, these little aches and pains
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| I don’t count my losses now, just my gains |