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Old John from his deathbed cried: "Think I will wait 'til tomorrow to die Sun is shining, birds do sing This, sir, is no day to go" |
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Up and out the door |
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CHORUS: I've had a life that's full |
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Everyone's been good to me |
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So fire up that fiddle, boy |
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And give me one last drink |
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When the sun comes up |
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I will leave without a fight |
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But the world is mine tonight |
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Took young |
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Molly by the hand |
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Spun her 'round and back again |
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Clicked his heels, bowed his head |
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Never a tear in his eye |
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Carried on 'til five |
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So raise a glass to the dear departed ones |
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Room was full of all his friends |
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Never a funeral, this was the end |
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Drank to all who lent their hand |
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Everyone drank to |
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John I've had a life that's full |
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Everyone's been good to me |
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So fire up that fiddle, boy |
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And give me one last drink |
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When the sun comes up |
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I will leave without a trace |
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But the world is mine today |