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There are stars in the southern sky |
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Southward as you go |
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There is moonlight and moss in the trees |
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Down the seven bridges road. |
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Now, I have loved you like a baby |
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Like some lonesome child |
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And I have loved you in a tame way |
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And I have loved you wild. |
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Sometimes there's a part of me |
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Has to turn form here and go |
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Running like a child from these warm stars |
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Down the seven bridges road. |
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There are stars in the southern sky |
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And if ever you decide you should go |
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There is a taste of time sweetened honey |
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Down the seven bridges road... |
