Pretty soon you'll be able to remember her
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Lying in the garden singing
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Right where she'll always be
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The door is always open
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This is the place that I loved her
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And these are the friends that she had
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Long may the mountain ring
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To the sound of her laughter
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And she goes on and on
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In her soft wind I will whisper
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In her warm sun I will glisten
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'Till we see her once again
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In a world without end
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We owe it all to Frank Sinatra
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The song was playing a she walked into the room
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After the long weekend
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They were a lifetime together
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Appearing in the eyes of children
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In the clear blue mountain view
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The colouring in the sky
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And painting ladders to heaven
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And she goes on
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In her soft wind I will whisper
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In her warm sun I will glisten
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'Till we see her once again
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In a world without end
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In her soft wind I will whisper
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In her warm sun I will glisten
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And I always will remember
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In a world without end
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She goes on
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She goes on
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She goes on
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She Goes On
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| Crowded House |
