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A vagabond dreamer, a rhymer and singer of songs |
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Singing to no one and nowhere to really belong |
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I met a beautiful lady, a pure Southern belle of the ball |
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Like Scarlet O'Hara loved no one but wanted them all |
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I'll never forget you and love you inspite of your faults |
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The good and the bad, I want to remember it all |
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And I did a new dance and you did your Tennessee Waltz |
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But the party's all over I came uninvited |
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I'm leaving and taking the belle of the ball |
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There will always be someone, I guess that's the way it should be |
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I guess I should know that someone used to be me |
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They'll gather around her, soon they'll all look the same |
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At the feet of the lady are lovers without any names |
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I'll never forget you and love you inspite of your faults |
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The good and the bad, I want to remember it all |
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And I did a new dance and you did your Tennessee Waltz |
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But the party's all over I came uninvited |
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I'm leaving and taking the belle of the ball |
