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I'm going away to leave you love |
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I'm going away for a while |
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But I'll return to you sometime |
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If I go 10 thousand miles |
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Storms are on the ocean |
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Heavens may cease to be |
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This world may lose its motion love |
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Fire proof falls to lead |
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Oh who will dress your pretty little feet |
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And who will glove your hands |
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And who will kiss your rosey red cheeks |
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When I'm in far off land |
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Storms are on the ocean |
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Heavens may cease to be |
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This world may lose its motion love |
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Fire proof falls to lead |
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Oh papa will dress my pretty little feet |
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Mama will glove my hands |
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You can kiss my rosey red checks |
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When you return again |
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Storms are on the ocean |
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Heavens may cease to be |
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This world may lose its motion love |
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Fire proof falls to lead |
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Oh have you seen those mournful doves |
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Flying from pine to pine |
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Mourn and fourn their own true love |
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Just like I mourn for mine |
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Storms are on the ocean |
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Heavens may cease to be |
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This world may lose its motion love |
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Fire proof falls to lead |
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This world may lose its motion love |
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Fire proof falls to lead |
