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Well, it's an ill wind that blows no good |
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And it's a sad one that won't love like I know it should |
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And oh, how lonesome you must be |
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And it's a shame if you don't share your love with me |
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It's a heartache when love is gone |
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But it's bad, even sad, later on |
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Oh, there's no one blinder than he who won't see |
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And it's a shame if you don't share your love with me |
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Well, I can't help it when she is gone |
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You must try to forget, oh, you must live on |
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And I know it's a good thing to love someone |
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But it's bad, even sad, when it's not returned |
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And oh, how lonesome you must be |
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And it's a shame if you don't share your love with me |
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It's a shame if you don't share your love with me |
