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If you want to see the sun |
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Then son you better get up |
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And daughter if you never live |
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Now's the time to start |
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Put a ribbon in your hair |
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To save yourself from harm |
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O Saturday, Saturday |
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Never a time for rest |
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The wolves are howling at the door |
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Would you kindly look your best |
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Children take your mother's hand |
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And meet me at the gate |
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Your father is packing up our things |
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He does the best he can |
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But wanting all the best in life |
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Can leave a broken man |
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O Sunday, Sunday |
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Never a moment of peace |
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The neighbors they are laughing now |
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A leather stocking street |
