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Gone gone childhood days |
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Gone in so many ways |
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All that I have said and done |
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The castles we have overcome |
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At last you have found a friend |
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The sweetest voice will never end |
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And it echoes down the mountainside |
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People live and people die |
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Friendly face will always be |
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Wrapped up in my childhood days |
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Old dogs and worn out shoes |
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Even children sing the blues |
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How we must endure it all |
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To save god's creatures great and small |
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All my world is there and then |
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The voices come to me again |
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And they echo down the mountainside |
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People live and people die |
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I still can see my daddy's face, oh lord |
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This is a lonely place |
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Fast train, train too slow |
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Maybe you got no place to go |
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Let me set your spirit free |
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It's crazy but you comfort me |
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We share together what we found |
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The force of love is all around |
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And it echoes down the mountainside |
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Little bit of soul we hide |
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Find us lost without a trace |
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Oh lord |
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This is a lonely place |
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Gone gone childhood days |
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Gone in so many ways |
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In all my children you can see |
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What old aquaintance means to me |
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Drean is mine and here it stays |
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All wrapped up in my childhood days |
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And it echoes down the mountainside |
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People live and people die |
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Tho I love you for always |
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I lost you in my childhood days |
