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Now my work is done |
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I feel I'm owed some joy |
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Oh Imogene and Abelard |
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I'm your homeward boy |
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But there's another one |
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Who brings me to your door |
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And the boat she weaved from the tidal reeds |
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Was always tied to shore |
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With bright smiles and dark eyes |
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Bright smile dark eyes |
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Everywhere I went, oh |
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I was always looking for ya |
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Bright smile dark eyes |
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I'm looking for some peace |
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But it's so hard to find |
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With Calamity Janes and the Steamboat Casanovas |
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And Darling Clementines |
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If she's your only one |
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Then she is also mine |
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Just pin your heartbeat up against my heartbeat |
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And you'll see how well we rhyme |
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With bright smiles and dark eyes |
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Bright smile dark eyes |
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Everywhere I went, oh |
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I was always looking for ya |
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Bright smile dark eyes |
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Man is only half himself |
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The other half is a bright thing |
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He tumbles on by luck or grace |
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For man is ever a blind thing |
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Bright smiles and dark eyes |
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Bright smile dark eyes |
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Everywhere I went, oh |
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I was always looking for ya |
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Bright smile dark eyes |
