| Went out walking through the wood the other day
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| And the world was a carpet laid before me
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| The buds were bursting and the air smelled sweet and strange
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| And it seemed about a hundred years ago
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| Mary and I, we would sit upon a gate
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| Just gazing at some dragon in the sky
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| What tender days, we had no secrets hid away
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| Well, it seemed about a hundred years ago
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| Now all my friends are wearing worried smiles
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| Living out a dream of what they was
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| Don’t you think it’s sometimes wise not to grow up?
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| Went out walking through the wood the other day
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| Can’t you see the furrows in my forehead?
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| What tender days, we had no secrets hid away
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| Now it seems about a hundred years ago
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| Now if you see me drinking bad red wine
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| Don’t worry 'bout this man that you love
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| Don’t you think it’s sometimes wise not to grow up?
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| You’re going to kiss and say good-bye, yeah, I warn you
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| You’re going to kiss and say good-bye, oh Lord, I warn you
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| And please excuse me while I hide away
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| Call me lazy bones
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| I ain’t got no time to waste away
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| Lazy bones has not got no time to waste away
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| Don’t you think it’s just about time to hide away? |
| Yeah, yeah! |