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I might as well just hit the road and get away
To California
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thinking the past was better then now
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When I am dead and over me bright April
Shakes out her rain-drenched hair,
Tho' you should lean above me broken-hearted,
I shall not care.
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and tomorrow you'll be happy
and the sky'll be getting blue
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I went out on an April morning
All alone, for my heart was high,
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i'll do all the laundry
if you pay all the bills
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"יותר למטה,
יותר למטה, יותר
למטה,
פה!"
מתוך מדריך
לאוהבים |
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