| Hey, Mr. Shoemaker’s daughter,
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| Hey, Mr. Shoemaker’s daughter,
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| Don’t throw my love away.
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| I’m coming home today.
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| Hey, Mr. Green Grocer’s daughter,
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| Hey, Mr. Green Grocer’s daughter,
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| Don’t turn your head away.
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| Don’t take the sun away.
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| Every time I see you I wanna say «hey».
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| But every time you see me you walking away from me.
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| I’ve been gone for such a long, long time,
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| But I’m coming home, gonna make you mine.
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| Hey, Mr. Cake Baker’s daughter,
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| Hey, Mr. Bread Baker’s daughter,
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| I’m coming home today.
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| Don’t hide the world away.
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| Every time I see you I wanna say «hey».
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| But every time you see me you walking away from me.
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| I’ve been gone for such a long, long time,
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| But I’m coming home, gonna make you mine.
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| How is that fresh morning feeling?
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| How is the dawn and the evening?
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| I will be free today.
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| Hey, Mr. Shoemaker’s daughter,
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| Hey, Mr. Shoemaker’s daughter,
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| I’ll see you soon today.
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| Hey, Mr. Dress Maker’s daughter,
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| Hey, Mr. Green Seller’s daughter,
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| Don’t throw my love away. |