There's a parking lot where the corner cafe stood
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One of the places we first fell in love
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They've built a waterslide on the bluff by the riverside
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Where we first fumbled our way into love
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And you hardly ever hear it it's a golden oldie now
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But you and I danced to it at least a thousand miles
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We ran with Bobby and his wife her name I can't recall
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We had lots of fun and love hardly anything else at all
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The things we knew are turning brown and gray with age or gone
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It's funny how the years slip by I can't help but wonder why
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Sometimes it doesn't seem that long
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After all these years after all the joys and tears
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After all is said and done after most of everything we knew is gone
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I still love you
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[ guitar ]
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After all these years...
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After all
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After All
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| Ed Bruce |
