Did they build this tenement
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With stone from Fife?
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Does it have a memory
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Of an earlier life?
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Before it was transported
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To be cut with pride
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And built up to let look down
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On Causewayside
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At the edge of the pavement
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There stands a girl
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Of no more than three
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Years in this world
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Looking up at her mother
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with sheer delight
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For a moment
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On Causewayside
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The rats in the sewer
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And the autumn sky
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Stand still for a moment
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And so do I
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As we touch the eternal
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Then the cold wind sighed
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And blowed it away
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Down Causewayside
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On Causewayside
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The Proclaimers |