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Here's to my lady, here's a toast to my lady, |
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And all that my lady means to me! |
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Like a hearth in the winter, a breeze in the summer, |
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A spring to remember is she! |
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Though the years may grow colder as people grow older, |
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It's shoulder to shoulder we'll be! |
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But be it sunshine or shady, here's my love to my lady, |
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I pray may she always love me! |
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Though the years may grow colder as people grow older, |
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It's shoulder to shoulder we'll be! |
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But be it sunshine or shady, here's my love to my lady, |
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I pray may she always love me! |