There are stars
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In the Southern sky
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Southward as you go
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There is moonlight
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And moss in the trees
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Down the Seven Bridges Road
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Now I have loved you like a baby
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Like some lonesome child
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And I have loved you in a tame way
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And I have loved you wild
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Sometimes there's a part of me
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Has to turn form here and go
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Running like a child from these warm stars
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Down the Seven Bridges Road
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There are stars in the Southern sky
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And if ever you decide
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You should go
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There is a taste of time sweetened honey
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Down the Seven Bridges Road
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Seven Bridges Road
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| The Eagles |
