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Old Long Since |
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Take everything you gathered from |
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Fate chance coincidence |
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And play a song with gentle strum |
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About the old long since. |
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Should we rehearse this ancient tune |
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That ends where it begins |
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We’ll join them all it’s certain soon |
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Who loved us old long since. |
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The nights extend, the swallows flee |
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The leaves are dropping hints |
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Of seasons and mortality |
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Repeated old long since. |
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We’ve gone our separate ways it seems |
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There is no permanence |
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We dreamt reciprocating dreams |
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In slumbers old long since. |
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Should we hear chimes three score and ten |
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We never will convince |
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The fates to bless us once again |
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As they did old long since. |
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So raise a cup of kindness friends |
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For some rememberance |
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Here’s wishing we could make amends |
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For errors old long since. |
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Though old acquaintance we forget |
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And never bring to mind |
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We’ll drink a cup of kindness yet |
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For sake of auld lang syne. |
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Apologies to Bobby B |
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The one true Scotsman here |
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Please disregard this travesty |
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We’ll try again next year. |