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Now he's brought down the rain And the indian summer is through(in the morning you'll be following your trail again Fair play to you/ You'll be leaving, pretty darling, in the morning-time If I know you) You ain't calling me to join you And I'm spoken for anyway(but I will cry when ye go away I will cry when ye go away/ But you'll be killing my heart when ye go away You'll be killing my heart when ye go away)(your beauty is familiar And your voice is like a key/ Your beauty is a legend And your voice is like a melody)(that opens up my soul/ That plays upon my soul) And torches up a fire inside of me(your coat is made of magic And around your table angels play/ Your shoes are made of magic And your footstep is the break of day/I must have known you in another life In another age)I will cry when ye go away I will cry when ye go away(river road reel) Somebody/el torro/mike rogers left their whisky And the night is very young I've got some/much to say and more to tell And the words will soon be spilling from my tongue I will rave and I will ramble I'll do everything but make you stay Then I will cry when ye go away I will cry when ye go away(river road reel) When ye go away... When ye go away...
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