| If ever you think about the happiest days of your life
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| Cast back your mind for a while
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| And remember the time when you were a child
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| Don’t think of things that make you sad
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| Just remember all the good times that you had
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| Do you remember only happy days
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| Full of flaming Junes and summer holidays?
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| Or do you remember those stormy Novembers
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| As we walked in the wind and the rain?
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| Schooldays were such happy days
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| Now they seem so far away
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| I remember and I’ll always treasure
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| Schooldays were the happiest days of your life
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| But we never appreciate the good times we have
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| Until it’s too late
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| I miss all the acquaintances we made
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| And I’d go back if I could only find a way
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| Schooldays were the happiest days
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| Though at the time they filled me with dismay
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| We only remember what we choose to remember
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| When I was a schoolboy I loathed regulations and rules
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| I hated my textbooks and my school uniform
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| 'Cos it made me conform
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| And teachers were always disobeyed
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| But I’d go back if I could only find a way
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| Schooldays were the happiest days
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| Now they seem so far away
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| I remember and I’ll always treasure
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| Schooldays were the happiest days of your life
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| But we never appreciate the good times we have
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| Until it’s too late
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| Now I wish I hadn’t strayed
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| And I’d go back if I could only find a way
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| Schooldays |