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I will stroll the merry way And jump the hedges first And drink the clear Clean waterfall to quench my thirst And I shall watch the ferry-boats and they'll get high On a bluer ocean Against tomorrow's sky And I will never grow so old again. And I will walk and talk In garden's all wet with rain. Oh sweet thing, sweet thing Oh my, my, my sweet thing. And I shall drive my chariot down you streets and cry 'hey its me, I'm dynamite and I don't know why'. And you shall take me strongly in your arms again. And I will not remember that I ever felt the pain. We shall walk and talk in gardens all misty wet with rain.

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