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We unbearably left the prairies, and my heart |
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Since well it never moved an inch |
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Does the love grow, home with the wild rose? |
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Now, something's moving out here |
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We unbearably left the prairies, and my heart |
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Since well it never moved an inch |
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And then you found me, alone on a Friday |
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Now, something's moving out here |
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Swap Garneau for Dundas |
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My parents for your dad |
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The Rockies for the Great Lakes |
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And my heart pounds as you say |
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Swap Garneau for Dundas |
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My parents for your dad |
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The Rockies for the Great Lakes |
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And my heart pounds as you say |
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All these things they will pass |
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It's the good ones that will last |
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And right here what we've had |
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Is a good thing and it will last |
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And all these things will pass |
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It's the good ones that will last |
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And right here what we've had |
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Is a good thing and it will last |
