| The clock has metal hands
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| It throws the hours down
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| On the ground with a thud
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| The sound of blood
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| And if you do not forgive me
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| I do not know
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| What I will do
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| As the time goes by
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| As the time goes by
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| In the Spring when he was born
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| The soil was soft and good and warm
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| His father was a farmer
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| The son of the sun
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| Said: the Earth don’t wait for a man but once
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| And if you do not believe me
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| I do not know
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| What I will do
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| And the time goes by
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| And the time goes by
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| When he was a boy the fields were full
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| The girls were soft and good and warm
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| The morning sun was shining
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| Like a promise in his eyes
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| And if you do not deceive me
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| I do not know
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| What I will do
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| And the time goes by
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| And the time goes by
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| When he was a man he worked with his hands
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| The ground was hard, but a place to stand
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| But when the Autumn came around
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| The oxen plowed the land to ridges in the ground
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| And the wrinkles in his face
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| Like the beaten road showed
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| In a man’s body
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| Is where the time goes
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| And if you do not defeat me
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| I do not know
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| What I will do
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| And the time goes by
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| And the time goes by
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| He gave to the earth and it gave back
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| 'Till he had nothing to give at last
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| The trembling of his marbled hands
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| Showed he knew
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| What the Earth demanded
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| As it waited for him
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| And the time goes by
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| And the time goes by
|
| The clock has metal hands
|
| It throws the hours down
|
| On the ground with a thud
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| The sound of blood
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| And if you do not forgive me
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| I do not know
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| What I will do
|
| As the time goes by
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| As the time goes by |