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There's a little old church |
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That's covered with moss |
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Where I held your hand tenderly |
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I often go there to gaze at the cross |
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And dream that you'll come back to me |
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How I'd love to hear the organ |
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In the chapel in the moonlight |
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While we're strolling down the aisle |
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Where roses entwine |
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How I'd love to hear you whisper |
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In the chapel in the moonlight |
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For the love light in your eyes |
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Forever will shine |
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Till the roses turn to ashes |
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Till the organ turns to rust |
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If you never come, I'll still be there |
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Till the moonlight turns to dust |
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How I'd love to hear the choir |
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In the chapel in the moonlight |
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As they sing, 'Oh Promise Me |
