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Say what you will, i will miss you my friends |
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Let me move along for the road never ends |
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Vowing to live till the end of all time |
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All the way to the ends of the earth because i'm |
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Waiting for you to say you will be mine |
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Many long days, many long years |
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Many wrong plays, many wrong fears |
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I could be tossed in the arms of the sea |
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I could be caught between decks eternally |
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Waiting for you to ask what's keeping me |
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What would we do at the end of the day |
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When the hours are asleep and the time slips away |
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Children are all that the earth has to show |
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Children are all that the earth wants to know |
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Up here in the northland, up here in the snow |
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Up in the wilderness, land of our birth |
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Land of our toil, land of our worth |
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I could stay healthy and wealthy and wise |
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For i love the snow other snowbirds criticize |
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Tell that to a wife and you'll get a surprise |
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The skies of north america are covered in stars |
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Over factories and farms, over hamlets and bars |
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The breeze of north america is breathless at night |
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Out there in the distance some souls are in flight |
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Some soft-hearted lovers whose goals are in sight |
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Here in my on-again, off-again style |
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Here in my on-again, off-again smile |
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Here in my off-again, on-again grin |
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Here in my off-again, on-again skin |
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Waiting for you to say let us begin |
