One of these days,
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I'm gonna sit down
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and write a long letter
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To all the good friends I've known
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And I'm gonna try
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And thank them all
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for the good times together.
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Though so apart we've grown.
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One of these days,
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I'm gonna sit down
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and write a long letter
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To all the good friends I've known
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One of these days,
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one of these days,
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one of these days,
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And it won't be long, it won't be long.
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And I'm gonna thank,
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That old country fiddler
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And all those rough boys
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Who play that rock 'n' roll
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I never tried to burn any bridges
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Though I know I let some good things go.
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One of these days,
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I'm gonna sit down
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and write a long letter
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To all the good friends I've known
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One of these days,
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one of these days,
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one of these days,
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And it won't be long, it won't be long.
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From down in L.A.
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All the way to Nashville,
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From New York City
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To my Canadian prairie home
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My friends are scattered
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Like leaves from an old maple.
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Some are weak, some are strong.
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One of these days,
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I'm gonna sit down
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and write a long letter
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To all the good friends I've known
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One of these days,
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one of these days,
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one of these days,
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And it won't be long, it won't be long.
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One of these days,
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one of these days,
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one of these days,
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And it won't be long, it won't be long.
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One Of These Days
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| Neil Young |
