Don't like good-byes, tears or sighs.
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I'm not too good at leavin' time.
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I got no taste for grievin' time. No, no - not me.
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You've been my near ones, always my dear ones.
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I never thought that I would find
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Another love, a different kind, but it came to be.
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Well, if you think I'm tellin' you lies,
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Go try your luck and look into her eyes.
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But remember, you must remember she's mine,
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And my world over head has a clear new shine.
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Don't want to leave you, sorry to grieve you.
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It's travelin' time and I must move on.
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Found the girl to lean upon.
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And If I could arrange it,
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Oh would I care to change it? Not me!
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(Musical interlude)
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Don't wanna leave you, sorry to grieve you.
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It's travelin' time and I must move on.
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Found the gal to lean upon.
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And If I could arrange it,
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Oh would I care to change it? Not me!
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Don't Like Goodbyes
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| Harold Arlen |
