When I was young and dreams were new,
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I loved a girl who looked like you.
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I saw her face in mountain streams.
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I lingered there and lost myself in dreams.
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But we were young and tossed away
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Our precious love along the way.
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We parted strangers, thoughtless and free
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And set our hearts to wandering aimlessly.
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But looking back, somehow I see
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How seldom love has come to me.
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And I confess that now and then
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I think of her remembering when
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If I were young and dreams were new,
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I'd love a girl who looked like you.
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I'd hold her close if she'd agree
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To love perhaps a boy who looked like me.
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Oooooo---
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When I Was Young
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| Kingston Trio |
