Gone
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Are the joyful days
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Of sweet smelling pine
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And morning mist
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Gone
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Are the joyful days
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Like when the pine dies
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And the mist dries
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I, like a lonely gull, keep on searching
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Gone are the joyful days
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When the seasons change
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I still remain the same
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I turned to look for you
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You were gone
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Ah yeah
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You, you were gone
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Diggin' on James Brown
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| Tower Of Power |
