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Dreary, dreary |
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Dreary, dreary |
[00:11.95] |
Gone, gone, the girl in brocade |
[00:18.37] |
Gone, the words we might have said |
[00:24.55] |
Howl winds, because she is dead |
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And gone, gone, gone |
[00:40.12] |
Were teary, teary eyes once bright? |
[00:45.98] |
Weary, sighs the tune |
[00:52.44] |
Dreary, dreary falls the night |
[00:58.32] |
And eerie light of the moon |
[01:03.29] |
Dreary, dreary |
[01:05.49] |
Dreary, dreary |
[01:08.24] |
Gone, gone, my Beatrice |
[01:14.29] |
Gone, the lips I longed to kiss |
[01:20.29] |
Into a black and bleak abyss |
[01:26.76] |
Gone, gone, gone |
[01:31.57] |
(Gone are the summers of croquet and cribbage) |
[01:36.20] |
Were teary, teary eyes once bright? |
[01:42.22] |
Weary, sighs the tune |
[01:46.22] |
(Gone, gone, are the winters of snow) |
[01:48.75] |
Dreary, dreary falls the night |
[01:54.45] |
And eerie light of the moon |
[02:00.37] |
(Sigh, the secrets gone, too) |
[02:01.24] |
Were teary, teary eyes once bright? |
[02:07.09] |
Weary, sighs the tune |
[02:11.33] |
(Silver springs, golden falls.) |
[02:13.59] |
Dreary, dreary for all the night |
[02:19.51] |
And eerie light of the moon |
[02:24.03] |
Dreary, dreary |
[02:26.08] |
Dreary, dreary |