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My grandma was a wise old soul |
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Took me by the hand not long ago |
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Said, 'Son, what's your hurry, boy slow it down |
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Taste the wild honey, listen to the sound |
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Of the wind that's blowin' through the trees |
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Rivers flowin' to the sea |
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Yeah they're all headin' home just like you and me |
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Life's for livin' child, can't you see?' |
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These are the days we will remember |
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These are the times that won't come again |
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The highest of flames become an ember |
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And you gotta live 'em while you can |
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These are the days we will remember |
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These are the days we will remember |
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These are the days we will remember |
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These are the days we will remember |
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So take 'em by the hand, they're yours and mine |
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Take 'em by the hand and live your life |
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Take 'em by the hand don't let 'em all fly by |
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C'mon, C'mon now |
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Ooo days go by |
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Yeah, just like a hand out the window wavin' in the wind as the cars go by |
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Days go by |
