Saturday 11 August 2007 photo 1/1
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I do my best to hide this lowdown feelin’ I try to make believe there’s nothing wrong But they’re always asking me about you darling And it hurts me so to tell ’em that you’re gone If they ask me I guess I’d be denyin’ that I’ve been unhappy all alone But if they heard my heart they’d hear it cryin’ Where’s my darling, when’s she coming home
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