This is no fond farewell
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You can be sure I could wish it was no farewell at all
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It's been a good long run
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Oh to be sure I don't regret much
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Not much at all
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I'm gonna dance the night away
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Gonna do what I want to any old day
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And all at once I know the clouds are gonna clear for me
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And I will do alright
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Well in truth, I might
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I may be stumbling round on some cold night
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I will miss the times when we were so right
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Although it seems so long ago, so long
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This is my swan snog, I'm gone, gone
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This is no sorrowful day
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You can be sure I've got no axe to grind at all
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It's circumstance or burn out
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You can be sure I've been grinding
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Till I'm grinding to a halt
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Sometimes it's the right thing to cut the cord
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You've been holding on hard but your hands get sore
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Sometimes it's worth it, but sometimes you wonder what for
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And I will do alright
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Well in truth, I might
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I may be stumbling round on some cold night
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I will miss the times when we were so right
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Although it seems so long ago, so long
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This is my swan snog, I'm gone, gone
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And I will do alright
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Well in truth, I might
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I may be stumbling round in some dim light
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I will miss the times when it was so rightAlthouhg it seems so long ago, so long
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This is my swan song, I'm gone, gone
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Swan Song
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| Bruce Hornsby |
