| Sure as a rose is red and Lily’s fair,
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| Sure as a rose is red and Lily’s fair,
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| Well, you will always leave me waiting here,
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| Sure as a rose is red and Lily’s fair,
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| Oh, how the wind blows long and cold and low,
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| Oh, how the wind blows long and cold and low,
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| And everynight I shiver here alone,
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| Oh, how the wind blows long and cold and low,
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| Oh, keep searching in vain for any path you might have made,
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| When you took my heart and walked away,
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| Oh, keep searching in vain for any path you might have made,
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| When you took my heart and you walked away,
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| When you walked away,
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| Our long gone love lays low in misery,
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| And the best parts of you and I are memories,
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| And when you’re looking down the road do you see me,
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| Our long gone love lays low in misery,
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| Oh, keep searching in vain for any path you might have made,
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| When you took my heart and walked away,
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| Oh, keep searching in vain for any path you might have made,
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| When you took my heart and you walked away,
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| When you walked away,
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| Sure as a rose is red and Lily’s fair, |
| Sure as a rose is red and Lily’s fair,
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| Well, you will always leave me waiting here,
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| Sure as a rose is red and Lily’s fair,
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| Oh, keep searching in vain for any path you might have made,
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| When you took my heart and walked away,
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| Oh, keep searching in vain for any path you might have made,
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| When you took my heart and you walked away,
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| When you walked away, |