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Sweet Lady Mary has to rest her poor head |
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Wakes in the morning with her breakfast in bed |
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I tried to help her, but I did not know how |
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I tried to love her, but it's all over now |
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Nothing left to comfort me, except a sunny day |
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Steal away, steal away |
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Over the stones along the dusty old road |
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With every footstep one more tale is told |
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With every turning one more side to see |
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Sweet Lady Mary's seen the last of me |
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A lesson is learnt, I'll never come this way again |
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I'll steal away, steal away |
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Her Spanish habits are so hard to forget |
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The lady lied with every breath, I accept |
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Was a matter of time before my face did not fit |
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I knew all along I'd have to quit. |
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Anyway now, I better not waste anymore of your time |
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I'll steal away, steal away |
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I think I'll go back home and start all again |
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Where the Gulf Stream waters tend to ease the pain |
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And on a new day when I've mended the wound |
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Sweet Lady Mary's gate I swear I'll be bound |
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But before I sit down again and waste anymore of your time |
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I better steal away, steal away |
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Ooh-hoo |
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Steal away-ay. |
