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I Will Be Glad To Say Goodbye

When your world makes my soul worry and you would not say I'm sorry it is a sign this date will die... I will be glad to say goodbye. When my hands do make you happy and all you do makes me crappy be sure, soon my feelings will fly I will be glad to say goodbye. If your warm arms stop being a home and my weak heart begins to roam my soul for you will cease to cry, I will be glad to say goodbye. When my pains do not affect you, and your gains makes me go blue, we are done dear, I need not sigh... I will be glad to say goodbye. When your flowers bring me grave fears and your treasures gives me gall tears true love shall cease to make me try... I will be glad to say goodbye. When you call a bad spade a rake and your sour smiles brings me heartbreak, knowing your love songs are a lie I will be glad to say goodbye.

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