| When I was a kid I had a rocking horse
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| Rocking to and fro, high and low
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| Where we’d go, no one’d know
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| Dozens of tin soldiers were at my command
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| Dressed in red, dressed in blue
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| Each command always followed through
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| But now it’s not that way at all
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| No, it’s not that way at all
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| Now I’ve changed and I have aged
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| Left here with just memories
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| How I wish to be young again
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| But it’s not that way at all
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| No, it’s not that way at all
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| But no, it’s not that way at all
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| No, it’s not that way at all
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| No, it’s not that way at all
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| No, it’s not that way at all
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| When I was a kid, I had a rocking horse
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| Rocking to and fro, high and low
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| Where we’d go, no one’d know
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| But it’s not that way at all
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| No, it’s not that way at all |